Connie immediately nuzzles against their shoulder, letting out a relaxed, easy sigh, her arm around them. “Yeah, be around our height and you’re shorter more often than not. I quite like being the jetpack, sometimes, but the nice thing about tall people is how tucked up you can get when you are little spoon.”

But this is good. Tucked up comfortably at Coda’s back, holding them. She’s completely at ease, totally and utterly content. To think she’d been so worried about telling Coda, it seems silly now.