Max rolled over to face him, but before even looking at him rubbed her eyes and licked her lips. She could go right back to bed if she was honest with herself. She had never so physically exhausted herself.

"If it was one of those moments," she yawned. "I'd be beating you up, or something, I dunno. You know those scenes of trains, and drills, and sledgehammers, and little cartoon sequences that certain TV shows play when the main characters are doin' it like bunnies. I feel like THAT just happened."

Her sarcasm was a little dry, normally confident voice weighed down with weariness. "How long... like- GEEZ." She finally noticed the hearts.