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[last_adam]

Maybe it's that Adam's not used to it. Maybe it's just that he's getting to old for this shit.

Either way, after his confrontation with the weird guy, he's retreated to their rooms in the bar. Grace ensconced happily in a playpen, Adam's on the bed with a wet cloth over his face.

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[the_lioness]

"Oh?"

Alanna extricates herself and rolls to a sitting position, making a face at her dirty boots.

"I rather like that idea." A grin, and she pulls the first boot over her calf. "I could step in if anyone gave you a hard time, watch Grace spit up on people..."

[last_adam]

"Sounds like a deal to me."

He leans forward to give her a kiss, and gathers Grace up in his arms.

"Shall we?"

[the_lioness]

Alanna looks around the flat, at all the random and modern things they'd left behind, and pushes her hair into a loose, messy knot. Adam and Grace get another smile before she follows them out, but...

There's worry on her face when she locks the door.