Jim watched as the female straddled the hoverbike first, and the other male settle behind her gripping on one handgrip only. He watched as she donned one glove and brushed her bare fingers over the Commander’s hand on her belly, his arm wrapped around her waist. Their fingers entwined and meshed before separating and she donned the glove. He watched as she revved up the engine and pulled up and away in scant seconds.