“Exactly.” Why did everyone thing her an idiot? She cupped her own breasts. “Or rather here. Sir.”

“Unless you were invited?”

She grinned and clasped her hands behind her back. Waiting.

Her eyes sparkled with amusement. “I’m trying to decide if ‘please’ or ‘now’ would be more effective.”

She grinned wider. “Now. Please.”

She hummed in approval. “Why thank you, kind sir.”

Not a creep- she invited him after all. But she smiled as he offered his hand and accepted it with a shake of her own. “Arya. Though Queen would be too presumptuous.”

I can’t believe it actually worked.

She blushed? What the hell. “Oh no… no no no…. Well? No. Not me. At least not that I know of.”

Have boobs. Will travel.

“Ah yes. That. Well I suppose wherever Jude it, and currently she’s spending there time at the Institute. So… there?”

“I mean… I’m not a attached at her hip? I just go where she goes… between worlds and such. Lost our Queen once… not going to allow that to happen again.”

She humphed and crossed her arms. “You made it seem like I had just lost a friend before I even made one because I was a guard.”

“Could say the same about you and your infatuation with boobs- sorry ‘big brains.’”

“It didn’t take much.” She gave him the same smile.

//: it’s the case of a missing notification 🥹

And humble too it seems.

She rolled her eyes. It figured.