The satisfaction Harrow feels at seeing Gideon fully relax under her touch is akin to solving the complex challenges of Canaan house, but with a softer sort of thrill. A warm little electricity that sparks through her torso to remind her that they're both still alive.

"Lean back toward me," she rinses her hands in the water and combs fingers back through Gideon's hair to clean it, lifting her other hand to brace at the base of her neck as the cav leans.