Congratulations Honoria, you are being loved out of relief and fear and confusion and genuine overwhelming affection.

Please do not resist.

Erin, still holding Crabb's hand, uses it to grab her lover and press her face-first into the door, where any sound she makes will carry. She bites the shell of Honoria's ear, presses up against her nice and tight.

"I'm gonna wring you dry," Erin whispers. "My fierce flower...though I suppose if I'm apologizing I should ask if you had a fantasy in mind before I just rail you into another dimension."