Toy in a playground

"Detective Alix is going to yell at us if we don't relay all these messages today," Lumine said with a playful smile, her hand busy scribbling on the shiny brown message relay board—a long-range communication device made of polished metal.

Cassian, ignoring her concern, hugged her from behind and pressed kisses to her neck, his lips lingering enough to make her pause for a moment. "She won't," he mumbled against her skin. "We've already sent all the important information we got today." Finally pulling back, he glanced at the papers in her hand.

Seeing only a couple of pages, he added in a slightly childish, stubborn tone, "And come on, it's just two pages. We can send them anytime."