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Angela blinks. Old people talk about weird things.

Angela only knows about firstmommy, Mommy, Daddy and Grandpa. And a lady named Aunt Carol. Oh, and Aunt Chloe. And Daddy's sister...

"Only technically?"

Trillian talks about weirder things than most.

A slight sigh, and a small glance towards Angela.

"...After a certain point, my lady, our family defies classification. In some ways, Lady Angela is my niece."

"Okay. We'll stick with that. Relative, then. Which makes her mine as well?"

Trillian smiles again at the little girl.

"If I'm your aunt, then you've got a lot more family than you expect."

"Wow," she says, and sticks her fingers in her mouth.

Things just get more confusing every day...

Kim was reading. Kim looked up from her book every so often to check on Angela but when she looked up this time Angela was...gone.

She tries not to panic and stands up to look around, feeling her heart rate quicken. Angela's nowhere to be seen.

'Please don't let anything have happened to her'

Angela had wandered off 'Ramon's not here, he's not here...' she searches for her and finally sees her with a familiar man and an unfamiliar woman.

"Angela!" She says relieved.

Angela beams. "Hi, Mommy!"

Asmodean turns and smiles to Kim.

"Good evening, Lady Kim."

She can't decide whether to be angry or happy that Angela's okay. She leans towards the latter.

"Did you find her or did she wander over here?" she smiles a little at Angela, not able to be upset that she has a wandering spirit.

He nods calmly.

"She wandered over and I entertained her with a story and a song."

A slight pause, and he gestured to Trillian.

"My apologies, Lady Kim, this is my wife, the Lady Trillian Natael."

Trillian smiles, offering her hand.

"That'd be me. I may also answer to Professor or 'hey you,' but Trillian works."

She smiles in return and shakes her hand. "Jasin told me about his marriage." Which is a good thing because otherwise she'd be flailing.

"Nice to meet you, Trillian."

"Story that gave a few people aneurysms. Of course, Zaphod just refers to Jasin as his girlfriend's husband -- my other friends reacted worse."

Trillian finds this amusing. Probably so does Asmodean.

"A pleasure."

He considered for a moment after a soft chuckle.

"The reactions were rather interesting... Though Nita's was far and away the most dramatic, but for good reason."

Kim pales a little but nods, "I think Nita's right to be a little...concerned," she looks at Trillian. "It's more the fact that Jasin is married than anything personal."

"I've been good," Trillian swears.

"Quite good. And I've got - er, a similar situation. My situation's name is Max."

"You're connected to Max? Is this the same Max who heals?" She remembers briefly meeting him and how he saved Chase.

"The very same. I'm proud of him."

Trillian grins.

"I guess in some way you're related now."

Asmodean chuckled slightly.

"...Our family is complicated, but an improvement over my last one."

She smiles and rests her hand gently on Angela's shoulder, "He helped my boyfriend a while ago."

And she looks a little confused, "Related?" She glances at Jasin for an explanation.

A pause.

"Does Nita not consider you family?"

It is very easy to forget that the bard is carrying all of her memories.

She blushes a little and looks down, "No, that makes sense..."

"-- did he."

It takes Trillian a minute to grasp the meaning of this.

"Was he seriously wounded?"

Max, I'm gonna kill you.

"He'd had his hand cut off," she says after a moment. "And bruises all over his body...I hope it didn't hurt Max."

"N-no. It shouldn't have -- it doesn't usually ever hurt him to heal."

Just give the person he healed some strange powers.

But Trillian isn't going to make it her job to tell that.