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Ky glanced at her, then back at the cup. What was she supposed to say to that? She swallowed hard. Her gut reaction was to argue. To throw herself to ...

Ky cringed and didn't look back at her. Of course she had. Because Sara was a decent person -- and that's what decent people did: cared about others' feelings. Unlike ...

"It was..." Ky shook her head, looking away. "Awful. I shouldn't have done it... and I'm sorry I did... that was..." She kept shaking her head and sighed.

"That..." Ky shook her head, trying to think of how to give a genuine answer. She was already sick of this game she'd agreed to. She didn't want to talk ...

"Oh!" Ky blinked, startled that Sara had somehow turned the compliment back on her. She smiled a bit. She couldn't even remember having done that -- when? "Thank you. You ...

Ky smiled and dipped her head. She thought about perhaps thinking through specific strengths she could mention -- then remembered that it highly offended Gaius to be complimented. And they ...

"It shows." Ky nodded.

"I'm sure you won't." Hopefully. Though they were both setting themselves up for war if they were going to insist their kids were children their entire lives. There was a ...

"Of course." Ky offered a little smile in return. Good enough that she somehow got Ky talking like this. She wasn't sure she liked it.

Ky nodded. "I don't feel like you are patronizing."

So she was defending him. Great. She supposed she shouldn't be surprised that they thought similarly. "You can't just classify everyone younger than you as a child -- just like ...

"Well he keeps calling me a child," she said dryly. "And then acts like I'm childish when I tell him I don't like that."

Ky looked at her for a moment then nodded, glancing back at her empty cup. “I don’t understand why he dislikes us so much… well, I understand why he dislikes ...

Ky looked at her warily. How was she even supposed to respond to that? They seemed to be at the cusp of forcing Ky to open up if she wasn’t ...

“Thank you.” Ky forced a little smile, grateful that Sara wasn’t forcing the matter. “I appreciate that.”