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"She's a goddess. You're a child."
He stretched, lying back in the bed.
She nodded, looking up at him expectantly.
"A regular god."
She shrugged easily, rolling her eyes. "I'm alright. I missed you."
"She wasn't exactly fond of your mentality."
"Hm... maybe we should go get food?"
She nodded emphatically. "Yes!"
Her smile was instant, and she came out to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Hey, you."
"She didn't like all of it."
He kissed the top of her head.
The coffee was just as he liked it. Diana came down the stairs quickly, looking excited as she came over to Francis. "Are you going to take me...
She stood up, opening the door curiously.
"Because you're the reason I was unfocused last time."
He stopped a couple minutes later. "There. Is that better?"
He grinned, resting his head on his chest.
Petra was on her couch, reading through a case file.
"You're a genius."
"Vesta would not approve."
He rubbed her back slowly, humming to himself.
