[ For a moment Alistair's face goes blank with overwhelmed incomprehension, because he's heard that from one other person in his entire memory (who was clothed and coherent at the time), and only after being that person's most reliable friend for ten years. It's only a fraction of a second--or Pel only gets to see it for a fraction of a second, anyway, because he hugs her again (which involves crushing the bread against her back a bit, poor bread) and if he continues looking like an idiot after that point he does it over the top of her head. ]
Me, too, [ he says, on both counts, and then steps back to hold both of her shoulders and beam. ] Are you one of those girls with a list of baby names already?
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Me, too, [ he says, on both counts, and then steps back to hold both of her shoulders and beam. ] Are you one of those girls with a list of baby names already?