[Drive wastes no time nuzzling up to him and burying the fingers of one hand into his hair the moment the helmet is gone. Ah, and so begins the shameless 'must play with hair' habit. Must be where Eden gets it from. He laughs against the side of Anon's neck at the remark about his Bit, bestowing a small, chaste kiss to one of Anon's circuits.]

That is what the box is for, love. Or Alpha and Gamma if interference needs to be run before the box can be brought into play.