"I feel bad that I can't be around to keep an eye on you in person very often, but I bet I could get a few ghosts to act as stand-ins for the really simple stuff -- you know, poke you if you haven't eaten or slept in a while, starting with actual poking and moving up to unplugging your hiveframes and knocking you into your 'coon for an overdue nap."

"AA, what the fuck, that's a shitty idea; I'm fine," Sollux tried to snap, but it was hard to sound sufficiently outraged through the glorious, warm haze of her fingers combing through his hair and rubbing the base of his horns.

"You're just saying that because your thinkpan is used to marinating in its own unbalanced chemical stew, you dumbass," Aradia said fondly, "and besides, there's no downside because even if you lash out psionically, you can't hurt a ghost!"