"One who should let a gentleman help her more often."
He winks playfully at her, before letting go of Lily and following them both through to the kitchen. The dog goes straight for her water bowl, because it's very warm outside and she has a lot of fur. The tiles in the kitchen are a blessing, and the water even more so. Lancelot stops to lean against the counter, watching the two of them alternately.
"So," he begins, trying for casual as he can manage. "How have you been?"
Kathryn is such an enigma. In fact, he'd always assumed she was a witch after how they met -- but really he'd never asked. It was a Daybreak meal, but others had been there. He was technically Daybreak himself, just not a witch. Perhaps it matters, perhaps it doesn't. She's still someone he's fond of regardless.
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He winks playfully at her, before letting go of Lily and following them both through to the kitchen. The dog goes straight for her water bowl, because it's very warm outside and she has a lot of fur. The tiles in the kitchen are a blessing, and the water even more so. Lancelot stops to lean against the counter, watching the two of them alternately.
"So," he begins, trying for casual as he can manage. "How have you been?"
Kathryn is such an enigma. In fact, he'd always assumed she was a witch after how they met -- but really he'd never asked. It was a Daybreak meal, but others had been there. He was technically Daybreak himself, just not a witch. Perhaps it matters, perhaps it doesn't. She's still someone he's fond of regardless.