You muttered to while you finished up some paperwork, setting it to the side of your desk. You looked over a few more papers, then glanced at the watch on your wrist. Mace should be back from his mission soon..

Right as the thought came to you, your office door opened and Mace shuffled inside. Tired, but unharmed. He walked over, standing beside you as you sat. He had a habit of simply…watching you. Eventually he grasped your hand and tugged.

“Can we go? To bed,” Mace tugged again.