Max didn't notice when he dozed off, somewhere in the middle of the second movie. He only knew that he woke up in the firm bed that the motel offered with his head resting on something that was somehow both comfortably firm and incredibly solid.
That something was Nico's chest. He could see that she fell asleep reading a book, it was still in her hand, and he was draped across her chest. Hopefully, he didn't drool in his sleep, that would be too embarrassing.
"Good morning. How was the sleep? I've been working with the system to adjust the outer shell settings to a more natural feel." Nico greeted him, still not opening her eyes.
"The texture is perfect, but your torso is still a little solid." Max joked, before sitting up and realizing he was in his underwear.
"Noted. Let's get dressed and head back to the unit. We've still got time, there haven't been any updates, but someone has to keep them in order."