She caught the flushed cheeks. Rachel put the tea cup off to the side; it floated placidly where she let it go. She glanced at the tablet when a notification for something to look at popped up. Sage's filters still worked wonders.

"I'm guessing, just from observation mind you, that this has something to do with the 'maybe-boyfriend-type who may or may not want the spend the night every once in awhile.'" The hunch got a little more confirmed by the gossip bit Sage's filters had flagged about a whole apartment building orgasming at the same time.

"And you are sharing it with at least part of the campus." Except possibly Athos, whom Rachel sensed moving as fast away from the happy and content feelings as his green legs would take him.