[It's pretty late by the time Hurricane and Nemesis make it to the hideout, and later still before they end up settling in the mattress fort. It's comfortable, if still fairly chilly at night--indoors or no, the heating situation still needs to be dealt with--but there are plenty of blankets and it's not as though they need an excuse to share body heat.

Nemesis blinks and realizes she's lost the thread of whatever conversation they'd been having; time to throw in the towel and admit she's beginning to fade.]

...Wanna put on a movie or something?