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Molly is barefoot as she pads down the stairs. She had told Cain where she was going, but wasn't sure he'd really heard her... he'd been immersed in a book, and had made one of those "mmmhmmm" noises that could mean anything.

But craving for tea and biscuits cannot be denied, so she orders a tray from Bar, and finds a table within view of the stairs. If he should happen to notice her missing, he'll be able to find her easily enough.

She nibbles an oatmeal biscuit as sits and people watches. Maybe she's watching you?

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A cain-shaped mass settles next to her a little while later, barefoot as well, carrying coffee and a book still.

"MMMMMNnn?"

She grins and nudges him with her toes beneath the table.

"What are you reading that's so fascinating?"

She swears that he must have read just about every book in their rooms by now. She wouldn't be surprised if he'd actually read one or two of her textbooks... he seemed to be absorbing everything he could get his hands on to read.

He smiles at her. Her guesses aren't too far off. The book when he raises it is a leather bound book titled Life And Times in the Wizarding World. Bar provided it when he asked for something of the like.

He sips his coffee anc clears his throat, then kisses her.

"Love you."

It makes her heart skip a beat when he says it. Everything inside her softens, turning to near mush.

"Love you."

She says it quietly, her eyes smiling into his. It's a bit of a chore to tear her eyes away and keep herself from acting too lovestruck. She nods to the book.

"Are you finding anything interesting in it?"

His grin is somewhat goofy as he watches her.

"The whole thing is interesting. I am sure I will have questions when I have read more of it. I love to know about your world, your life. I want to be a part of all of it and that means... that means I need to feel it, you know? be able to fit in as much as I can, anyway."

Molly blinks at that.

"I hadn't considered that, really. I mean, it's great that you want to know more about my world, but I just assumed that it would be the other way around. Me needing to learn more about your world... since it seems like that's where you have to spend the majority of your time."

"Maybe so... but your world is part of you... and I want to be able to follow you there, not be something that takes you away from it."

He smiles softly at her.

"I love you, Molly, and I want to be a part of everything that is your life."

She smiles softly at him, and puts her hand over his.

"I have a feeling both of us are going to have a very interesting time, learning to bridge the gap between our worlds. It should be fun, don't you think?"

She tries to picture him in wizard's robes, walking through Diagon Alley with her... it's a strangely comforting thought. And she can easily picture herself in Muggle clothes, walking with him in his world. She's been there before, after all.

She never even missed using her magic while she was there with him.

He holds her hand tightly.

"That sounds like fun. I cant wait to see what your world is like..."

He grins mischieviously.

"I want to see it all!"

"What do you want to see first? Or the most?"

She tries to think like a Muggle who's never experienced the magic world before. What would she want to see or hear or taste or do?

He starts to think, but finds himself answering immediately.

"The place that makes you most happy."

The answer comes without much thought, really.

She squeezes his hand, leans close and says softly.

"That place isn't in my world."

He blinks.

"Huh?"

Eloquence, eh?

"The place I'm most happy is wherever you are."

It simple, and true.

He pulls her in and kisses her.

"Love you, baby. Love you lots."

He kisses hber some more, before pulling back and grinning.

"I feel the same way. Maybe we will make this our home someday? If we cant choose one world, why not choose them all?"

Molly smiles at that. She is pretty sure that they will have to spend the majority of their time on his version of Earth, but it's nice to think about. And know that he is think of things in the long term.

The insecure corner deep inside of her hopes that he'll still feel the same if and when he gets his memory back.

"You mean juggle homeworlds? That would be something, wouldn't it? Use Milliways as a home base, of sorts?"

He grins at her, eyes alight.

"Exactly. If this curse keeps me walking, why not walk on my Earth, then come back here, and pick a world, see if we can get there and wander there? Wander on yours too, to compare worlds..."

He grins, almost bouncy.

"I guess we'll never know unless we try."

She's willing to follow him anywhere. Which world they are on isn't as important to her as being with him. She doesn't know how much choice they'll really be given, but it doesn't matter, in the long run.

He smiles at her.

"As long as I am with you, it will be amazing."

He grins then and glances around, flagging down a wait rat.

"How are you feeling tonight?"

"A little crampy, actually."

She chooses another biscuit and refills her tea.

"I think I may not have to see a healer, after all."

She shrugs, somewhat relieved, but not all that happy.

"I guess all of the excitment and trauma and everything else just threw my cycle off."

He smiles. Sort of.

"This is a good thing, yes?"

He nods.

"I am just glad you are okay."

"It's a good thing. Yes."

She shrugs off the tiniest bit of sadness that she shouldn't even be feeling at knowing for sure that she isn't pregnant.

"I'll be fine, though I'll probably be uncomfortable fore a couple of days."

He feels a touch of that sadness, at the thought.

But he smiles and nods.

"Anythign I can do?"

She chuckles then.

"Just don't make me mad, and no one will get hurt."

She puts a hand on his cheek.

"There's nothing, love. Nature will take it's course, I'll take the potion I made the other night, and life will go back to what passes for normal around here."

It might be noted that she's eaten nearly an entire plateful of biscuits by now.

A wait rat arrives and he orders a bottle of wine, two glasses, and some noodles. he grins at her and her place.

"You want anything, love?"

Molly eyes the dwindling number of bicuits sheepishly.

"Guess I should get something at least pretending to be healthy. Pasta?"

She nods at the thought. She's suddenly ravenous.

"Definitely pasta."

he orders a second helping of the fettucine noodles and then the wait rat scurries off.

He grins at her and kisses her lightly.

"You are cute, you know that?"

"I don't feel cute today, but thanks."

She scoots over more to cuddle against him.

She stares pensively at the front door of the bar for a few moments. She hasn't tried opening it in weeks, now.

In en effort to shake off some of the guilt she feels at that, she promises herself that she'll check it soon.

"How have your lessons with Alia been going? I've noticed that you seem energetic and you've remembered small things, like how to read and write in other lanuages and the bits of songs I hear you singing from time to time. Have you nothiced any other benefits so far?"

He shakes his head.

"Not really. Just a growing sense of centeredness, an ability to move better, and a grace that seems to be growing, slowly. NBothing really memory oriented."

he smiles sheepishly.

"Nothing major seems to be coming back."

"That's okay."

She means it.

"If it does, it does. If it doesn't... we build from there. You were graceful before. Maybe your body is remembering things, even if your mind isn't quite catching on as quickly."

He smiles at her.

"Thank you. And I hope so..."

he visibly drags himself to other thoughts.

"Met any other interestiung people?"

Molly shakes her head.

"Does a not-a-horse-that-talks-into-your-brain count? I met one of those the other morning while I was working out in the gardens. I don't think I told you about it."

"A what?"

"Met a horse... only it wasn't a horse. She said she was a Companion. She spoke right into my head."

Molly smiles at the confused look on his face.

"I was more than a little startled. She was nice, though. Not from Earth."

he blinks a bit.

"o--kay. Huh... I guess anythign and anyone can wander in here. And telepathy? That must come in handy."

"It was... different. She seems to have had a trauma that separated her from the boy she's mentally linked with."

Molly tries to remember the confusing conversation.

"Or maybe it was the separation that caused the trauma. At any rate, they've been reunited, so that's good, I suppose."

he nods.

"Reunion is always good."

He grins at her.

"Say... what are you doing tomorrow?"

She considers the idea of hiding in bed all day with a hot water bottle and a foul mood... but she probably shouldn't.

"I don't have any plans, as such. What did you have in mind?"

"I was reading the newer journal of mine... it mentions a sauna and spa place that I... er, the other me... you know what I mean... that I had meant to take you to, soemtime. I was thinking, if the door still opens, we could go?"

"I would have to find someting to charge up with my magic, so that I could bring us back, but that sounds nice."

She turns and takes their plates from the waitrat as it arrives, and sets them on the table.

"After we eat, we can go back upstairs and look for something that will work. But for now? Let's eat!"

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