That'd be awfully convenient, wouldn't it? Too bad neither of them had that power.

But they'd cross that bridge when they got to it. (Possibly sometime sooner rather than later, if the way Sarah was starting to feel was anything to go by.) Right now, though, she was taking advantage of all that newly-exposed skin to run the nails of her other hand up his arm, then over his shoulder and down his chest some. Exploring.