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Claire is by the fire. She is reading to Seth from Winnie-the-Pooh. Seth is pretending to focus on the moving pictures. Really though he's just trying to break his own record of five consecutive spit bubbles.

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"Can I hold him?" He asked in a Hawkins rendition of OMGHEISCUTE. He's smiling, see!

She looks a little alarmed, remembering Ben's visions but Ben is smiling so. . .

After hesitating a moment she carefully shifts the baby into Ben's arms, but doesn't remove her own from the little boy.

Hawkins made doubly sure to hold Seth in the proper way, because babies are fragile and males get that way with them. No visions. Not even if he tried. Nothing.

"Nothin'." Hawkins did get some impression, however, that Seth was something special, that there was something about him that was special and exempt from other humans.

She smiles, relieved. "He's almost a month now. Can you believe it?"

"That long? An' to think he was only few days when I last saw him." Hawkins sat down next to her, pulling up a chair/stool.

"You been alright?" He paused and glanced about. "You, Seth, Charlie? If there's somethin' I can help with..."

"We're okay, Ben." She says. "Someone tried to take Seth last weekend, but it's all over now. Rigth now we're just trying to get back to normal."

"Good." Normal. One of the many things he isn't.

"I gotta show you somethin'."

"Er, okay. Do you want me to take Seth back?"

"He shouldn't mind. Only a baby, after all. It ain't anythin' creepy or nothin'."

"Okay." She smiles. "Show away then."

He produced his pocket-knife and slit his palm, showing the wound to Claire. Unlike the previous time he had done this, he bled a deep blue rather than a rich crimson.

He clenched his fist for a moment and the wound was gone. He wiped the blood away on his overalls.

"Blue?" She raises an eybrow curiously. "What does that mean?"

"Means I'm somethin' else. Not my human part, though. Well, I guess I ain't human." He paused. "Means I'm changed. 'The Prince'." Simply put, he has taken on an avataric role by killing the avatar that came before him. Not that he had wanted to, though.

"Oh." She blinks. "Is that a good thing? For you I mean."

"Maybe. For the whole big plan, yes. Me? I dunno. Probably not. Guess it has it has a good side, though."

"Well, that's good." She grins, and then yawns. "I geuss I should be going to bed soon. I hate to leave you so soon, though. Will you be back in the bar anytime soon?"

"All the time. I ain't diein' anytime soon." He smiled.

"Good." She grins and reaches out to take Seth from him. Seth relaxes in her arms and closes his eyes. He knows it bed-time.

"I'll see you later then, Ben." She smiles and gathers up her things before making her way to the stairs.

He watched her leave with a careful eye, just in case she needed a hand. Once she was out of sight he went on his way.

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