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Ríona’s landlord called the studio apartment ‘cozy’; anyone else would call it ‘cramped’. All open floor, filled to bursting with scavenged furniture. In truth, she doesn’t mind it. The rent is cheap, and the space feels… easy. Manageable. Not to mention all the little things: the sunsets she can see through the window, the sounds of the city, filtered four stories below. Turning around, and knowing she’ll always see him.

She kisses his head, and nuzzles against his cheek. His hand is warm as it grips her side. An easy smile, the ones he’s so good at putting on. Her eyes fan over to his laptop screen, a professional, white-faced website on what must be a decrypted browser. Knebeln and Sklav Model-

Klik! The laptop closes. Erickson’s hand remains firmly on it. “Don’t trouble yourself,” he smiles.

A chuckle. “What kind of a name is Kuh-neh-blun?”

“Neh-beln. And you should talk. What kind of a name is Ree-oh-na?”

“My name’s Ree-na.” She corrects, whapping his arm. “Ree-na, Ree-na. You know that!”

“Well, who put the ‘o’ there?”

“It’s Irish, Aquila.”

Submit. It’s done. Ríona’s in… or at least she hopes she is. If those selfies aren’t good enough for these creeps, her self-esteem might never recover. She goes back to the homepage, closes the laptop, and notes that her hands are trembling with fear. She could stop. She’s got something. They’ll send her an email, an address, a phone number, and that will be more than what Firebrand had. But…

Her eyes move to Erickson, still fitfully asleep, back on his side. Even like this, he looks worried. Burdened at night by all he has and hasn’t done in the day.