“She’s Asgardian.” It felt like solid reasoning. A lazily gestured spell piled Bo’s clothes together for ease of collection, then he sat up to watch her without any particular desire to move otherwise. Quite yet. “We may, and I think do, find each other entertaining. But no more. I’m old enough to know these things, Bo.”
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Date: 2018-11-23 11:37 pm (UTC)