"I like it," Xinyuan called out over the spray of water.
Wenzhi stood just outside the steam, drying his hair with a towel. A much larger one was wrapped around his waist, leaving his freckled torso exposed and heavily painted with dark hickeys.
He stopped, glancing over at the frosted shower glass that only partially obscured Xinyuan's tall, fit, naked silhouette.
"You like what?" Wenzhi asked.
"The name. Sovereign Faction," Xinyuan said, turning to face the glass with a dimpled smile.
Wenzhi grimaced, instantly looking away. "I don't. But I guess we're stuck with it. It was the first thing that came to my head when I was threatening that commander."
Leaving the bathroom, Wenzhi walked back into the main safe room just as a quiet knock sounded at the door. He opened it to find a small delivery robot carrying a package of fresh food and new clothes.
