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"Ooh! And Zad's getting better at facial expressions. Look. You can tell he's displeased."
"Some lines, and I've been using this thin wire that Eli found in an abandoned workshop."
Diana was finishing her sandwich and James had his hands in an applesauce mixture. They both looked up when Francis arrived. "Hi, Dad," Diana...
He laughed slightly, following her.
"You're very cuddly this morning."
She squinted, considering him. "I am a God," she said with a nod. "A God of braiding. Doesn't he look good, Warner?"
"I think so, right? We could figure something out there."
She laughed, returning to the stove.
"Wait, let me come with too. Don't leave me here," he said, mock desperately.
He embraced her with a sigh, burying his face in her neck.
She took a few of the flowers before standing up and putting them in Zad's braids. "Worth it."
He gestured to the blueprint. "Essentially, we set up trip wires at every entrance that are connected to every other hideout. We'd know when...
"You make a good argument. Eat your food."
"I think so. It's up to Lark."
He wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her nose. "I love you."
She considered them, letting them grow a little more before dropping her hands. "There."
He nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, good idea."
"Fine."
He kissed the top of her head. "It's perfect."
He looked up at her with a grin. "Am I?"
