"... Thanks," Nic told her, clearly distracted by what he was doing. After another moment, he reached out to take the coffee without looking at it.

Laurel reached out and tenderly combed through his hair with her hand, "How late will you be up?" she asked quietly.

"Late?" Nic asked, still staring at the screen as he put the cup to his lips.

"Are you going to get some rest?" Laurel rephrased, leaning down and kissing the top of his head, "You can always get back to saving the world tomorrow." she chuckled, playing with some hair by his ear.

"I'm not saving the world," Nic clarified after he had taken a sip.

Laurel chuckled, "Still, you should take a break once in awhile." she replied as she wrapped her arms around his neck from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Or I'm going to end up caring for a blind old, arthritis fingered hermit." she teased before kissing his cheek.

"This is what I do," Nic explained after taking another sip. He was still looking at the screen, but he was slowly stopping again. It was really difficult to tell what he was actually doing. Like usual, there were just a bunch of screens with random text and numbers flying by.

"I know." Laurel replied quietly, "But you still need breaks. I don't know how your legs don't cramp up all the time..." she mused.

"I'm used to it?" Nic suggested.

Laurel sighed but Nic could feel her nod. "Mkay..." she replied as she kissed his cheek again and stood, "Goodnight then." she told him as she rubbed his neck a little.

Nic put down his coffee and put his hand on hers for a little while. "Good night," he told her, finally tearing his face away from the screen to look at her face. He looked more or less the same as usual. But now it looked like a little of the burden he usually carried around with him had been lifted.

Laurel appeared to be much more relaxed than she had ever been before. She smiled down at Nic with no boundaries left in her heart and after a moment's hesitation, she used her spare hand to lift his chin up as she bent down and kissed him on the lips again. It was not as overly passionate as before... just a loving, sweet kiss. It appeared that Laurel just couldn't get enough of him tonight.

Frei went into the infirmary to check on Raven.

Nic returned her kiss. He seemed to really like this one, or maybe he was more focused on restraining himself earlier.

Surprisingly, Raven was sitting up, reading something on his tablet.

Laurel finally broke away slightly, chuckling as she caught her breath, "You have work to do..." she reminded him as she kissed his cheek.

Frei blinked at him, "The frog's okay?" she asked blandly though Raven had known her for long enough now to seem some worry in those large eyes.

Nic grunted a little in acknowledgement, slowly turning back to his work.

"No frogs here," Raven replied, not looking up.

"Do you need anything else before I turn in?" Laurel asked him, squeezing his hand.

Frei took a few steps close, calculating eyes scanning Raven completely.