*Dion*

I am sprawled in a large plush chair in my living quarters … I had lied to her about these rooms not being furnished because I had wanted her to have the room that carries my scent. After she had mentioned it yesterday, I had thought if she went to sleep in that room, she might dream of me … and I fight not to think about how close she is, within reach, at the other end of a lengthy hallway. Having her here is a mistake because I had gotten very little of my own work done having spent more time than is wise peering over to watch...