Sheeana had one advantage here: A faster recovery time. Hers were all organic processes, though her control over them was more like Motoko's than either of them wanted to admit. She was over the plasteel lip first, grinning. She would've helped her up, but there was no way she could lift even a fraction of her weight so it would have been a futile gesture.

Speaking of organic processes, that kiss had started another one. She'd felt heat glow in her stomach for a second there and she wanted to feel that again. Grinning, she answered the challenge of another kiss.