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Liam hasn't been in the bar for a week or so, but he's here now, and Megan's with him.

Old friends and new are always welcome.

Liam eyes her, then nods. There'll be other times.

"So how's life on Antar?"

"Good."

Cue Blissful Smile Of Adoration.

"Really good. How's life...wherever you are these days?"

Megan curls into her lap, and Liam smiles.

"Still Sydney. And it's good."

Faith pets Megan's hair, lightly. "Good. That's good."

She looks down at the blonde with a slight smile. "Driving Daddy crazy like a good girl?"

Megan nods dutifully, though it's an open question whether she completely understood the question.

"I thought so."

Faith winks at Liam.

Liam laughs, sitting down on a stool and ruffling Megan's hair.

"Oh, and Bernard and Tonks had their baby."

Liam sits up at that, grinning.

"Boy or girl?"

"Boy. I haven't met him yet."

"I'll have to stop in and see them sometime."

Faith nods. "I still need to do that too." Wicked grin. "Have to start the corruption early."

"Never too soon", he agrees, deadpan.

"Poor Bernard."

"Can't think of a better place to raise a kid, though. God help anyone who touches him."

"Hah. No kidding. They'd be smited in no time."

"By 90% of the bar."

"At least."

Megan chooses this moment to start babbling cheerfully about crayons, crowns, and... Cywyllog's twins, presumably.

Faith is vastly amused.

And doesn't even try to keep up.

"We met two little boys the other day", Liam translates. "Princes. And they declared Megan royalty too."

"I see." Faith smiles slightly. "Megan would make a wonderful Princess."

"Megan Princess", she agrees.

"A very pretty princess at that."

She gets beamed at and babyglomped for that.

Faith pets her hair.

With an expression of 'AWWWWWWWWWWWWW' on her face.

Liam watches them, smiling.