Sophie sat in Aegis's lap, one arm slung around her shoulders, completely ignoring the perfectly good empty seat across from them. Of course she claimed Aegis herself as the only seat she'd need on this journey.
The carriage rumbled down the dirt road, wheels crunching over gravel and dried mud.
Lune sat opposite them, sketchbook balanced on her knee, drawing the passing countryside with methodical precision.
"I still don't understand why you insist on me being your chair," Aegis said, adjusting her grip on Sophie's waist to keep her from sliding off during a particularly rough bump. "Can't possibly be that comfortable."
"Because I missed you."
"I see you every day."
"The minutes felt like AGES." Sophie nuzzled into Aegis's neck. "Besides, you're comfy."
"I'm bony."
"You have big tits. That makes you comfy by default."
Lune didn't look up from her sketchbook.
"Your logic is flawless."
Sophie stuck her tongue out at her.
