Penn, Rose and Angus’s Body

Rose’s hand stroked his cheek. “Ohhh, Penn. This well-fed English yeoman’s look really isn’t doing it for me.”

He covered her hand and held it against his face. “This body makes me feel alive again. I haven’t felt this good in years.”

A sadness came to her eyes. “Don’t you want me to feel good?”

“Tell you what, when I finish my mission, I’ll have my AI, Fred, reassemble my DNA back to my birth body.”

“Thank you. And if I close my eyes, maybe we can make up for your going away.”