[The designs drawn on skin, grazing up against cuts and furrows pingpongs the sensation of gentle delicate touch and stinging pain. It's pretty close to how his regular sensor net works and there's something innately comforting in that. Nick closes his eyes easily, as if he'd be happy to drift off enjoying the stinging and heat, but the conversation goes interesting.

Last time Vaultie was involved in a tryst evolved into a whole ordeal. It was also, coincidentally, the last time Nick let Kellogg off the chain.

Nick's whole memory of that encounter with Evaris is smudged, blended with the place where Kellogg took control. He recalls enjoying himself, Hancock enjoying himself, and the taste of blood. That's about where his dedicated memory taps out and he's left hanging.

Hancock wants to invite the Vaultie along? Nick doesn't have any particular complaints. The pods can certainly fit a third. The original situation got out of hand when Nick flipped about hurting Hancock. Here? That's not a concern he actually has--the simulated pain is all the same, but sans the direct consequences like exsanguination. Really, the longer he thinks, the more Nick's for it.]

I could go for checking in on Vaultie and company. Shoot him an invite and I'll calibrate the suite.

[Nick's eyes are still closed--it's kind of nice given how much ache crying actually causes--but he's very much present. He's also still not used to having a reactive dick because it does give away the thrust of his considering. He's not leaping straight to full mast, but the idea has merit.]

We got interrupted right at the good part last time. Might be nice to have a redux without all the...Far Harbor.