Considering that Michael and Claire had been biding their time inside a metal, isolated chamber, it wasn't surprising that, even with their enchanted senses, they were unable to notice Bryce until it was too late.
Regardless, once the old man closed the lid back into place, both of them stood still for a few seconds.
"We… might have gone a little overboard." Claire whispered shyly as she hurried to get dressed, Michael quickly following suit.
Michael couldn't blame her for her embarrassment. For even he, now living a second life, found himself in an unfamiliar situation.
When they exited the chamber, they realized the old man had already secured Claire's mecha to the space shuttle, preparing it for takeoff.
After exchanging a quick glance, the two boarded the vessel. Their gazes fell on Bryce, who was still struggling to wipe the grin from his face.
