"You'd have to lick my face, too," Reese said. "I'm not sure how Trance would feel about Del's body licking ice cream off her. Best to wash my hands and face, I think, but thanks for the offer."

She quirked a little smile and kissed him on the temple reassuringly.

"Let's go to the compound that way I can wash up and we can check in on the IPD." She hadn't managed to get any ice cream on her clothes, which was something of a miracle, so she didn't have to change. One less bit of trouble.

"It's a good place to start."