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"It's not easy."
"How did I get you?"
"I was the only child my father got to name and he chose a flower name for me. It seems only right."
"Things will look better in the morning."
She said nothing for a moment. "Come on. Let's go see Zad."
"I sound like a separate species. Why don't you try speaking in my language and try to not sound old?"
"No, seriously," he insisted, dipping his head to kiss her jaw. "So, so beautiful."
She frowned, looking over at him. "What about Lily?"
"You should get some sleep."
She huffed, looking down at the ground for a moment. "Fine."
"You are 'basic', Sam! That's what the human kids are saying."
"You're so beautiful," he said quietly.
She laughed deeply, cradling the baby to her chest. "Hmm... Francis Jr.?"
"It'll be good. Trust me."
"Because I'm going to have to beat up that Archangel."
"Whatever you say."
He kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her waist.
She laughed slightly, tapping the baby's nose lightly. "Let's see... Diana, James, Baby #3."
"I'm not the one who was worried. I lost my memory. This is new and exciting for me."
"I'll be dead by tomorrow."
