This was a long time coming. The first opportunity had not happened because House had not wanted to share, and shortly after Micha had vanished. Now a long-buried lust was resurfacing, her hands traced over her fellow Jedi's bare flesh. "Now it's only you that's overdressed."
Kytana did not ignore Thomas, though. One hand left her worship of Micha's many splendors to glide over his shoulders, and down his back. She was not versed in how, exactly, to go about being intimate with another person. Which was the only downside to this grouping.