A soft whine left her, and she held the pillow tighter. They had agreed, but that didn't stop Elle from pouting about it, even if it was with a smile. She wasn't really worried about Angela, and she didn't really understand why Gabriel was. Elle would go out of her way to annoy her, really.

And besides, they weren't technically skipping training. No one had taught her how to train him, anyway.

"I don't even know how to train you anyway," she muttered rebelliously, craning her neck for her panties. She didn't quite know where they were.