The home quieted in layers.
Bastet was the first to go, having located the deepest cushion in their bedroom and begun her nightly descent into it roughly an hour before anyone else admitted to being tired. Calypso followed, yawning wide enough to show every tooth, one arm around Bastet's waist to keep the sleepwalking felinid from melting into the nearest soft surface along the way.
Nyx kissed the corner of Kaiden's mouth on her way past, trailing her fingers across the back of his neck. "I'm stealing your pillow tonight," she informed him, and was gone before he could object.
Alexandra cleared the last plate, dried the last glass, hung the last towel with military precision, and paused in the kitchen doorway to bow goodnight toward the table. "Sleep well, everyone."
