By all rights, Hera was his fiancée; he had every reason to demand exclusivity. And yet, he didn't. Instead, he found himself trying, however awkwardly, to grasp their arrangement, to make sense of it, so that he might eventually find a place within it.
After a long moment of silence, Leo finally averted his eyes, and the group gradually settled down after taking turns showering. Since Leo was still covered in injuries and not yet allowed to touch water, Zhane carefully wiped his body with warm cloths instead.
They had grown so used to looking after each other that, rather than calling a nurse or caregiver, Zhane tended to Leo the same way they had once cared for Rafael during his hospitalization.
Watching quietly as she waited for her own turn, Hera couldn't help but smile to herself. In her mind, she whistled in amazement at how harmonious her lovers had become.
