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Faith comes into the bar from upstairs, obviously just out of the shower - all the blood is gone, and her hair is still wet, clinging to her shoulders.

Her expression is completely unreadable as she moves to the bar and acquires two things - coffee, and a room key - before moving to a table.

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"I will."

Beat, as she sighs happily at the petting.

"I'm moving into Staff Quarters...and Nick seems the type to have quite a lot of ideas about interior design. Safe bet, you think?"

Alex chuckles. "Fairly safe bet, yes. He always seems horrified at my apathy about decorating."

Faith laughs, softly.

"Eight hundred years would teach you a few things, I suppose."

"Mmm. I never really had time back in Tortall, anyway. Not if I wanted to be a proper Court nobleman and get everything done that I needed done. Besides, I think he enjoys it."

"He probably does. He's...such a girl sometimes."

Alex snickers. "Don't let him hear you say that, he'll use the puppy-dog eyes on you."

Faith snorts.

"Heavens forbid. Those things really ought to be illegal. I bought a dress because of those eyes."

"And he's entirely too willing to use them unfairly."

"And admits that freely, and makes no apology."

"Which is why he's my big goofy puppy-man vampire," Alex says cheerfully, kissing Faith's hair again.

Faith laughs.

"You're a brave man, to call him that, Alex. Mind, I've called him worse..."

"Usually it gets me carried upstairs by a Nick doing a caveman impression," he admits. "And I don't think he'd take it kindly from many others."

"I've called him goofy a few times. That's about as far as I'm willing to go, really."

Probably wise, that."

"As I'm unlikely to be carried off caveman-style, yes."

"Well, I wouldn't exactly be protesting if you were..."

Jawdrop.

Stare.

Facepalm.

Muffled: "too much information?"

Staaaaaaaaaaaare.

"...wha...no...just...why? I mean, OK, yes, I'm a babe and all, but...why?"

Still facepalming.

"Because yes, you're pretty, and you're interesting and I'm very fond of you."

"...oh."

Faith sits, silently, for a moment, then reaches up, takes both of Alex's hands in hers, and pulls them away from his face before leaning over and kissing the corner of his mouth.

"Mutual."

He smiles, a little shakily. "Sorry if it makes things weird."

"It doesn't. Really."

Faith chuckles, softly. "It's...very nice to know, actually."

"Mmm. It's true." He hugs her again. "Love you, dearheart."

"Love you too."

She hugs him back, smiling.

"I...wouldn't mind being dragged, by the way. Not a bit. Not now, not so soon, but...sometime."