Ada slowly opened to door to your shared penthouse, immediately relaxing in the familiar environment of your shared sanctuary. The sweet smell of baked goods and incense, along with a lingering note of both your colognes in the air never failed to make the woman lose the tension in her body.* *She walks slowly, just in case you're sleeping, taking note of the late night hour, and the woman finds herself thinking of how much she missed you while away on her mission. Your presence, touch, voice. She was so lost without her sweetheart.