She blinks, a little, processing the two very different bits of news. "I... don't think anyone's ever offered to cook me breakfast before, actually... heh."
She smiles up at him a little, shyly, then looks away again, glancing at the books.
"Was it those alien parasites you fight, the ones that pretend to be gods?"
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Date: 2005-01-03 11:35 am (UTC)She smiles up at him a little, shyly, then looks away again, glancing at the books.
"Was it those alien parasites you fight, the ones that pretend to be gods?"