Separate names with a comma.
"They sound different from the fake ones."
She groaned. "You had me hopeful."
"I can make it," he said, coming over.
He was quiet for moment. "What?"
She nodded, going to follow.
She tilted her head, looking thoughtful. "What do real birds sound like?'
"Yeah, me too.."
"Are you okay?"
He looked up. "Why?"
She nodded brightly. "So ready!"
"Well.. Yeah."
She kissed his jaw. "We should get up."
Francis frowned. "Poppy?"
"Later today," he said, looking back down at his papers. "A few hours."
She grinned, her eyes bright.
"I don't know if it's the same language, but knowing letters unlocks everything."
She chuckles. "That works for me."
He came downstairs, pursing his lips.
"You're already dead."
She tilted her head. "It'll be okay. I'm just excited to see him."
