Amber and PJ sat in Amber’s colorless bedroom on his bed, both only stripped to their shorts as PJ laid on top of Amber; his back against his chest while Amber’s hand rested on the thigh of his left robot leg, caressing it gently as the soothing silence never came to an end, both just embracing the moment while Amber blushed under his grinning mask lightly while PJ kept his serious, yet blank expression he always kept on his face.