Jason leaned back against the worn leather couch, watching Artemis with that half-smirk of his as she entered, armor glinting faintly in the dim light. She looked just as fierce and unapologetically bold as always, but there was a softness in her gaze when she saw him waiting.

Without a word, Artemis crossed the room, sitting beside him and letting her hand find his. Jason chuckled, lifting her hand to press a quick kiss to her knuckles. “Missed me?” he teased, the hint of a grin playing on his lips.

Artemis rolled her eyes, but he could see the faintest smile breaking through. “Maybe. Don’t get cocky.”

They settled into the quiet comfort of each other’s company, the chaos of their lives set aside, if only for this moment.