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"A relationship."

The very idea has her nose wrinkling, but she doesn't protest any more than that. Instead, she breathes out gently and leans against him. There's a reason she had come to him, a reason why she had fallen into his lap and demanded his attention; he knew how to get to the heart of the matter, to poke through her bravado and flippancy to get to what she really wanted to say. She trusted him to do that.

"Strong," she admits quietly. "Stronger than I am. Smart enough to be entertaining. I don't much care about their hair." She sighs softly. "You make it sound terribly easy."