"You should definitely keep practicing," she answered, still smiling, the expression sort of sleepy, sort of dazed. She felt good, tired, a little sore, but good. "With me, specifically." It occurred to her only now she hadn't slept with anyone else in awhile, hadn't been out looking, but it hadn't been something she'd done consciously. She didn't know what Delta might have expected -- or not expected from her -- but that was what had happened.