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Eliza was easily getting lost in his touch. She craved for it all the time, when they passed each other in the corridors and it was just a quick slide of their hands---she swore she could feel the sensation for the rest of the day. Eliza had never understood how someone's fingers could tingle or how their heart could skip a beat, she had never imagined those feelings to be true until she fell in love with Dedalus. It was such a lovely feeling that she couldn't get enough of, and she was nearly lost in the pleasure of the feelings. So lost that she almost missed what he was saying--almost.

"Oh," she let out softly, eyes still closed with her forehead still pushing against his. Eliza's hands traced up to the bottom of Dedalus' shirt, moving with a practiced expertise as she began to pull out the buttons, "I asked Healer Cervantes to switch---I'm going to take on his clinic shift next weekend."

She pushed forward to kiss him, realizing that she probably should have mentioned to Dedalus that she was going to try and get his schedule changed. But, he had just been talking about how he's lost track of things; Eliza really hadn't thought about the switch until Dedalus came through that door. It wasn't a bad thing, so why should she be bothered, though--Eliza opened her eyes, not moving any further away from Dedalus. She loved being this close when they talked and whispered, "Should I not have?"