He was asleep against her, arms around her, holding her possessively close. He wasn't sure how long it had lasted, but it was definitely not the last, not from the psionic bleed-off he had gotten from her. He had wanted to know what 'deep programming' she had gotten, this was as good a way to figure it out. He would deal with the rest of the team's reaction later.<br/><br/>He woke up some time later, and took a quick shower, alone, before heading out and resuming work on Elizabeth's armor, now considering how to cram even more stuff into it than before. It wouldn't be as 'neat' as the previous design, but it would be better, and he could streamline it later.