Rider shifted in bed when he felt someone get in with him. He was worried for a moment, but then it became obvious that the person in bed with him was much too small to be a Macnair and he relaxed, turning and wrapping an arm around Pyxis.
"What are you doing here?" he asked her, looking down at her. "You don't usually come over."
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