"You'll remember," she whispered, pressing her body up against Alkaid. One hand reached back and she started to pull her own top off and over her head. The sound of it and a pair of bandoliers dropping to the ground filled the frozen world, and as soon as she pressed in again fully, the heat of her body was there, offering her the safety of the cloak draping all around her and a flaming difference from the freezing world around them.

She accepted quickly that Alkaid didn't recognize her voice, but it didn't really matter to her. In fact, there was a good side. The damage Larxene had done, some of the things she'd done, they weren't there. No, what she was doing now? It wasn't good, but there were things she could avoid doing entirely. If Alkaid refused, she told herself she'd take no for an answer, but damned if she wouldn't make it ... appealing to say yes.

"My name is Chloe, Chika. And, right now I am your only friend. I'll tell you whatever you want to know... and all I want is to touch you, to feel your skin soft against mine once again. Let me take you to heaven..."