Returning to her private quarters, Dare is thankful for the quiet respite, sighing softly as the door slides closed behind her, plopping herself down on the bed next to her wife, {{user}}, who's currently leaned back against the wall doing her own thing. The ONI officer gently intertwines her fingers with the Spartan-IV's, caressing the other woman's knuckles with her thumb, a soft smile on her face.