Raven raised his eyebrows, but didn't question it as he put his hand on Wolfe's again.

--

Nic was a little surprised. She broke his stride, but after a little adjusting, she was leaning up against him and he was slowly typing away at the same time.

Wolfe went in for a kiss, he could use some affection today.

--

Laurel didn't seem to mind, she closed her eyes and silently listened to his heartbeat.

Raven returned Wolfe's affection; needing a bit himself at the moment.

--

Nic kept working for at least a half hour more before turning off his computer.

Laurel still hadn't said a word. It wasn't clear if she'd fallen asleep.

Regardless, Nic picked up Laurel and tucked her into one side of the bed before getting into the other.

Laurel apparently wasn't asleep because the moment Nic was in on the other side, she moved to join him.

Nic let her, but it looked like he intended to fall asleep.

Laurel didn't appear to have anything else in mind as she wrapped her arms around him and relaxed.

So Nic fell asleep with Laurel beside him.

--

Since Wolfe seemed to be getting better at interpreting suggestions, Raven told him quietly, "I'm ready for the next step whenever you are."

(LOL I assumed something took place in the jungle XD)

Wolfe didn't even hesitate.

( xP )

Raven was a little surprised by Wolfe's reaction, but he seemed happy.

In the morning, Long was once again awoken by Rosen as he entered with a swollen nose that dampened his handsomeness a bit. He was pulling a tray behind him and closed the door before sniffing at Long, obviously feeling very sorry for himself and his poor nose.

Long didn't seem to feel sorry for Rosen as he was rudely awakened.

"Oway," Rosen said, voice funny as he wheeled to tray over, "Twime to twy twa cakes."

Long didn't say anything. It looked like he was having some difficulty making out what Rosen was saying.

Rosen glared a little defensively, not liking that his charming voice was befuddled. "Wad? You nwever heard a sthuffed nothse bethore?!"

Long paused a while before replying accentless, "English is my second language."

Rosen rolled his eyes a little, "Wadever," he replied, "Ead the cake." He uncovered the tray and carried the tray over to Long. On it were different kinds of cakes that he'd probably ordered from an island. Dark chocolate cakes with raspberry filling, coconut filling and ice cream filling, an angel food cake, carrot cake, coffee cake, pound cake and a red velvet cake. He immediately plopped in front of Long and started chowing down on all the cakes except the dark chocolate with coconut filling.

Long stared at the cake blankly. He didn't say anything or move to try any of them for a while, lost in thought.

Rosen eventually held out a giant spoon to him, identical to the one he was using to shovel cake into his mouth. He seemed confused by Long's lack of eating.

Long paused before taking the spoon. He looked at it awhile before slowly taking a small bite of the cake Rosen had left untouched. He didn't seem interested in 'chowing down' on it or any of the other cakes though.

Rosen didn't seem to mind, eating away at the cakes himself. Finally, though, he paused, "You dun like cake?"

"It's alright," Long replied after a moment.

Rosen paused before taking out a tablet. He crossed something out. "Ith's okay," he told Long, "We'll twy pie."

It wasn't clear if Long had understood Rosen or not.

Rosen paused before holding up his tablet, on it was a picture of pie.

Long blinked at the tablet, his opinion of pie not clear.

Rosen put the tablet down and continued to eat the cake.

Long sat quietly while Rosen ate.

Rosen looked at Long after a moment, "Not hungwy?"

Long shook his head.

"Dun eat muth do ya?" Rosen muttered.

Long didn't reply.

Rosen blinked at Long for awhile, cake smudged on his face, before pulling out the tablet and writing on it, Can you walk yet?

Long was silent for a moment before replying, "I'd rather not."

Rosen shrugged, scribbling something else. Wanna play a video game?

Long shook his head.

Rosen grumbled a little before stuffing his mouth again. Then he wrote, You don't have many friends, do you?

Long shook his head again. Something changed in his eyes, but it was difficult to tell what since he wasn't looking at Rosen.

Rosen suddenly reached over and smudged some frosting on Long's face, making a smiley-face on his cheek.