<em>Tegan, I am here, right here.</em><br/><br/>He curled to her, turning on his side to hold her. The normal heat of his body, blazing compared to a regular person, wrapped around her. This time not to inspire lust or desire, but like a blanket, refusing to let her get cold, protecting her from any distraction save the body beside her. He pressed to her and held her close, a hand moving up to run through her hair and brush it from her face. His other hand ran around her waist, pressing her to him.<br/><br/>The room carried the scent of release, the faint smell of roses and then the two of them. All other scents were gone, dispelled by their actions. Roe did not use any of his powers, sharing the moment with Tegan as a man and nothing more. He had been envisioned and created by her, he was mandated to serve by a higher power, but for that one moment he felt something for himself. It was confusing, alien, amazing and he did not want it to end.<br/><br/>He kissed her forehead, holding her, both bodies damp from exertion. He did not make another sound, instead listening to her breath, feeling her chest as it pushed into his. It was then that he decided that, no matter how confused or painful this life could be, he would find every way possible /not/ to go back to the abyss.