Something About Us: Chapter Four
Title: Something About Us
Author:Asase
Fandom: Young Justice/ DC
Rating:PG 13
Genre:Romance
Characters: Kaldur'ahm. Roy Harper, Lian Harper
Word Count:2,599
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or organizations from the Young Justice cartoon, comics, or expanded DC universe.
Something About Us
Chapter 4
Playing tour guide was a solid reason to ignore Roy, and thankfully Roy didn't seem to notice or mind. Kaldur remembered what it was like to be thirteen, or rather, what some of his comrades were like around that age. Unless one was particularly interested in history there wasn't much in Oia for a thirteen year old girl besides the promise of a beach. Still, he showed Lian all that there was, and she happily clicked away at the scenery with her camera.
Kaldur couldn't get the news of Roy and Jade's separation off his mind. He tried and failed to fall out of love with Roy. Much like how he never truly let go of Tula or Raquel. He was, unfortunately, the type that loved forever. His mother confessed to still having complex feelings for his birth father, so he assumed that it was an inherited trait. But both Tula and Raquel found loves that better suited them, and so Kaldur was able to rely on logic to detach himself. Roy had moved on as well and so long as Kaldur kept his distance he was able to cope. Now Kaldur had lost all reason for keeping his distance.
He knew he should be happy about the news, he knew it would be a good opportunity to worm his way back into Roy's life. And yet he had severe misgivings about pursuing Roy. It was manipulative and underhanded to do so now when Roy was so intent on patching their friendship. And if that were why he was so hesitant to act he'd be quite proud of himself. He wished he was still so noble. No, he just did not want to risk feeling anything resembling love anymore.
It was dark when they returned to Kaldur's home. He wasted no time taking off his shoes and placing them on the rack he kept in his foyer. Lian giggled as Kaldur stretched his toes.
“That is so weird.”
“Lian,” warned her father.
“Sorry.” Lian ducked her head. “I don't mean bad weird.”
“It is alright,” Kaldur stripped off his scarf as he entered the living room. “I am used to it. You should have seen Billy's first reaction to my gills.”
“Wait, Billy, Billy or Captain Marvel, Billy?” Lian asked.
“He was Captain Marvel at the time of the incident, but I am not certain if that makes the reaction better or worse.”
Roy laughed. “God we were stupid. He'd always been a bit of a dope, but it was so obvious that he was a kid stuck in a grown body.”
“You said it not me.” Lian held up her camera and slowly backed towards the guest room, “I gotta download my pics. So... I'll let you gentlemen catch up.”
“Now that she has a room to go along with the internet access we won't be seeing her at all for the rest of the night.”
Lian yelled down the hallway “Aww don't be like that Dad. I'm sure that Uncle Kal can find some way to entertain you.”
Kaldur took off his vest then draped it and his scarf over one of his bar stools. “I can try.”
Reaching into one of the higher cupboards of his kitchen, Kaldur pulled down a tall bottle of amber colored liqueur. Kaldur did not drink by himself often, so the bottle was barely touched, but he doubted his ability to relax without assistance tonight. “It is not beer but it should do.”
“If you say so.” Roy picked up the bottle and inspected it while Kaldur gathered some glasses. “Metaxa? Kinda looks like something Ollie would drink. You turning old on me buddy?”
Kaldur filled the glasses with ice and set them aside to grab an orange and knife. “I prefer the term experienced.”
Roy laughed. “He still says shit like that. Even though I know he dyes his goatee blond to hide the gray.”
Kaldur smiled a little as he placed orange wedges inside of the glasses. “Only the goatee?”
“Yeah, the hood covers everything else. Can we sit outside? It's too nice to stay in.”
Kaldur picked up the glasses and led them to his courtyard. He set the glasses on the table before pulling down the umbrella.
“Wow, its pretty clear out here.” Roy said, taking a seat.
Kaldur poured them both a drink and then sat down himself.
“You gotta be at the top of Queen Industries to get a view like this of the stars.” Roy took his cup with a nod and then took a sip. “Hmm.” He reached into the cup to squeeze the orange slice before taking another sip. “I expected this to burn more but its pretty smooth.” He smirked at Kaldur. “Are you trying to get me drunk or something?”
Kaldur's eyebrow twitched. “Pardon?”
“I think I could down this stuff pretty easy, but that tells me nothing about how strong it is.”
“No Roy. I am not trying to get you drunk.”
Roy snorted. “I guess that's just as well. I'm in your bed already anyway.”
Kaldur almost choked.
Roy reached over to pat his back. “ Okay..I thought the joke wasn't that bad. I guess I was wrong.”
“Sorry.”
“What are you apologizing for? I'm the one who I overestimated the comfort level.”
“No, no.” Kaldur knew that it wasn't an out of character joke for Roy and mentally chastised himself for reacting. “ I suppose that I am no longer used to such jokes?”
“Right.” Roy stared at his drink before taking another sip.
Kaldur scrambled to find another topic and gestured to Roy's feet. “How can you still wear shoes?”
“ I guess just looking at them cramps you up huh.” Roy grinned and tugged at Kaldur's sleeve. “But if you dressed less formally you could get away with wearing open toed shoes more often.”
Kaldur's frowned a bit, his nose scrunching up.
“Okay never mind.” Roy finished off his drink and poured another.
Kaldur set his cup down and unbuttoned his shirt. He pulled the garment off and draped it on the back of his chair. “I will admit that it could be more comfortable.” he tugged on his undershirt. “And at the end of the day I end up coming home and stripping down anyway. but this is certainly better than tossing on jeans and a track jacket over my Atlantean clothing.”
Roy hummed a response. It wasn't the reply Kaldur expected, nor did he expect the silence that followed, or the feeling of being watched. He wondered if Roy knew he was staring. At least last night there was enough room between them for Kaldur to pretend that he did not notice. Kaldur squashed the urge to shift in his seat and refilled his glass instead. “Roy. Is something the matter?”
Roy averted his eyes and took a long sip of his drink. “Uh..No.”
“You were staring.” Kaldur felt himself flush as he said it. He saw Roy's ears go red and wasn't sure if Roy's embarrassment made him feel better or worse.
“Sorry..I guess I'm just curious?”
“I would rather you ask.”
“Your markings are gone,” Roy blurted out.
Kaldur looked at his arms. “They are. I returned to Atlantis and finished my training. It took less time than I assumed.” He smiled softly. “It took me a year to become used to their absence. I would pass by the mirror multiple times in the morning.”
“Do you miss them?”
“Not anymore. And they have not gone away, only receded.” Kaldur concentrated a bit making his markings glow. “And now I can wear shorter sleeves in the summer months without others assuming that I am some sort of thug.”
Roy laughed. “I guess it's helped then. The locals seemed to be comfortable with you. We couldn't go a block without someone saying hello.” He finished his second cup and then reached for the bottle only to change his mind. “And I'm sorry there is no way that you haven't noticed how many women flirt with you.”
Kaldur picked up the bottle and poured Roy a refill anyway. “Some are more overt than others so I can not say that I have not noticed at all. But it is mostly harmless.”
Roy tipped his cup in Kaldur's direction before taking a sip. “Mostly...You might want to watch out for the seafood market owner's wife though. I don't think its called flirting then they just say what they want to do to you...”
Kaldur laughed weakly and finished the rest of his drink.
“That might actually be sexual harassment man...It's even worse that she knows how to debone a fish.”
Kaldur paused in the middle of pulling an ice cube from his cup . “I did not need that visual...” He popped the cube in his mouth and crunched it sullenly.
Roy laughed louder. “Sorry. Kal. You ever think that if you hooked up with someone they would stop?”
“Can we not bring up Cassia again.”
“She wasn't who I was thinking of.”
“Who then?”
“No one in particular.” Roy pulled the orange wedge from his drink and sucked on it.
Kaldur looked a Roy for a bit before he spoke. “It is just as well. I do not believe that I could carry a relationship.”
“You don't? When's the last time you've been in one? Or even gone on a date?”
Kaldur shrugged. “It has been years. And that is perhaps the problem. I have become satisfied without such things.”
“Is there really no one?”
Kaldur thought for a moment before giving a semi honest answer. “They have all moved on in some way, so yes.”
“What if one came back?” Roy continued when Kaldur did not answer. “Anyway. You never asked me more about Jade.”
“I assumed that you would tell me if you felt comfortable. And Lian was there so...”
“And you are just too polite. Its okay. You can say what's on your mind. No one else held back,” Roy said sourly.
Kaldur's eyes widened as he watched Roy chug the last of his drink and slam the glass down on the table. He wondered what to say in order to move the topic along quickly. He wasn't to keen on talking about this right now and Roy's frustration made him even more wary of the topic. “There is not much to say.” Nothing that can be said without incriminating myself. Kaldur thought. “I am honestly saddened that your relationship has ended.” And he was in a way. Jade was not his first choice for Roy's spouse but she had been there when Roy needed her.
Roy scoffed. “That's... a first. Everyone else either berated me for being stupid enough to marry her in the first place or congratulated me for getting rid of the problem.”
“I will say that I am surprised she has returned to-”
“She's with some new group now,” Roy said, his voice tight. “The Shadows aren't happy about it, but as she told me they can fuck themselves.” The corners of Roy's lips turned downward. He stared at the sky but didn't seem to see the stars anymore. “She's not the only one either. Her dad's joined up, so has Deathstroke. All led by some chick who supposed to be some long lost daughter of Ra's by way of Russia.”
“Roy,” Kaldur paused and then placed his hand on Roy's shoulder. “We do not have to speak of this now. ”
Roy grabbed Kaldur's hand and squeezed. He laughed weakly. “This would be easier if you were mad at me.”
“You wish me to be mad at you?”
“No...” Roy rubbed his thumb along Kaldur's hand. Kaldur repressed a shiver. “Hey...Are you sure that you're okay on the sofa?”
Kaldur wondered if Roy's joke about getting drunk earlier was more of a proclamation. He felt a little tipsy after two drinks but he was used to this kind of alcohol. Roy wasn't and he was drinking much too fast. “Perhaps I should not have poured you that third drink.”
“I'm not asking cause I'm drunk Kal-”
“You are drunk?”
“I'm...buzzed. Whatever.” Roy shrugged. “It just doesn’t. feel right. At least let Lian share the bed with me so that you can take the guest room.”
Kaldur forced a laugh and took the opportunity to remove his hand from Roy's grasp. “Are you lonely?” he asked, hoping that the question sounded like a joke.
Roy took the bait and grinned. “Well, it is a big bed. Just stop being so nice. You wouldn't even let us pay for our own lunch and dinner.”
“Think of it as a down payment for the time that we have not spent together.”
“If that's the case then I owe you just as much.”
“You do not owe me anything Roy.” Kaldur got up from his seat. Roy grabbed his arm before standing up as well. He staggered forward and bumped into Kaldur. Kaldur's body went stiff as Roy's forehead balanced on his shoulder.
“Really, this is not drunk,” He said, his words slurred from his lips being pressed against Kaldur's arm. “Just a little sleepy.”
Kaldur wasn't sure how to react to Roy's proximity. He knew that pushing Roy away would be more incriminating that the shiver he was currently suppressing. Technically he should be used to this, Roy had always been a touchy drunk, and he'd dealt with worse, Dick would be in his lap by now. “It is not that late Roy. How are you tired?”
Roy nuzzled his face into Kaldur's arm. “I've been tired all day, the alcohol is just making it worse.”
Kaldur inched his way back into his home and Roy followed, still holding on to his arm. He could pick Roy up with one hand. It made no sense to him why Roy felt so heavy while attached to his arm.“Is the bed not com-”
“The bed is fine Kal. Not as firm as the mattress back home, but the sheets smell good...so.”
“They smell good?” Kaldur used natural detergents for the same reasons why he used natural body wash, the chemicals irritated his skin. His sheets shouldn't smell like anything, but maybe he had gotten used to the scent.
Lian stepped out of the guest room. Her eye brow rose as she saw Kaldur's predicament. “Sorry about this. He gets clingy when drunk.”
Roy responded after a yawn. “Not drunk.”
She poked her father in his side. “Stand on your own then.”
Kaldur opened his bedroom door. “I'm putting your father to bed.”
Roy yawned and let go of Kaldur's arm. “I can do that myself.”
Kaldur and Lian watched Roy todder into the room and close the door. Kaldur stared at the door as Lian wondered off to the Kitchen. “Lian.”
She poked her head back into the hallway from inside the kitchen “Hmm?”
“Do the sheets in the guest room smell like anything?”
“Not really. Why?”
Because either I am drunker than I assumed and misheard half of the conversation, or your father has started some new drug. Kaldur thought. “No reason,” he answered. He had a sudden urge for a shower, just something to clear the thoughts swimming in his head. “You have a good night Lian.”
Author:Asase
Fandom: Young Justice/ DC
Rating:PG 13
Genre:Romance
Characters: Kaldur'ahm. Roy Harper, Lian Harper
Word Count:2,599
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or organizations from the Young Justice cartoon, comics, or expanded DC universe.
Something About Us
Chapter 4
Playing tour guide was a solid reason to ignore Roy, and thankfully Roy didn't seem to notice or mind. Kaldur remembered what it was like to be thirteen, or rather, what some of his comrades were like around that age. Unless one was particularly interested in history there wasn't much in Oia for a thirteen year old girl besides the promise of a beach. Still, he showed Lian all that there was, and she happily clicked away at the scenery with her camera.
Kaldur couldn't get the news of Roy and Jade's separation off his mind. He tried and failed to fall out of love with Roy. Much like how he never truly let go of Tula or Raquel. He was, unfortunately, the type that loved forever. His mother confessed to still having complex feelings for his birth father, so he assumed that it was an inherited trait. But both Tula and Raquel found loves that better suited them, and so Kaldur was able to rely on logic to detach himself. Roy had moved on as well and so long as Kaldur kept his distance he was able to cope. Now Kaldur had lost all reason for keeping his distance.
He knew he should be happy about the news, he knew it would be a good opportunity to worm his way back into Roy's life. And yet he had severe misgivings about pursuing Roy. It was manipulative and underhanded to do so now when Roy was so intent on patching their friendship. And if that were why he was so hesitant to act he'd be quite proud of himself. He wished he was still so noble. No, he just did not want to risk feeling anything resembling love anymore.
It was dark when they returned to Kaldur's home. He wasted no time taking off his shoes and placing them on the rack he kept in his foyer. Lian giggled as Kaldur stretched his toes.
“That is so weird.”
“Lian,” warned her father.
“Sorry.” Lian ducked her head. “I don't mean bad weird.”
“It is alright,” Kaldur stripped off his scarf as he entered the living room. “I am used to it. You should have seen Billy's first reaction to my gills.”
“Wait, Billy, Billy or Captain Marvel, Billy?” Lian asked.
“He was Captain Marvel at the time of the incident, but I am not certain if that makes the reaction better or worse.”
Roy laughed. “God we were stupid. He'd always been a bit of a dope, but it was so obvious that he was a kid stuck in a grown body.”
“You said it not me.” Lian held up her camera and slowly backed towards the guest room, “I gotta download my pics. So... I'll let you gentlemen catch up.”
“Now that she has a room to go along with the internet access we won't be seeing her at all for the rest of the night.”
Lian yelled down the hallway “Aww don't be like that Dad. I'm sure that Uncle Kal can find some way to entertain you.”
Kaldur took off his vest then draped it and his scarf over one of his bar stools. “I can try.”
Reaching into one of the higher cupboards of his kitchen, Kaldur pulled down a tall bottle of amber colored liqueur. Kaldur did not drink by himself often, so the bottle was barely touched, but he doubted his ability to relax without assistance tonight. “It is not beer but it should do.”
“If you say so.” Roy picked up the bottle and inspected it while Kaldur gathered some glasses. “Metaxa? Kinda looks like something Ollie would drink. You turning old on me buddy?”
Kaldur filled the glasses with ice and set them aside to grab an orange and knife. “I prefer the term experienced.”
Roy laughed. “He still says shit like that. Even though I know he dyes his goatee blond to hide the gray.”
Kaldur smiled a little as he placed orange wedges inside of the glasses. “Only the goatee?”
“Yeah, the hood covers everything else. Can we sit outside? It's too nice to stay in.”
Kaldur picked up the glasses and led them to his courtyard. He set the glasses on the table before pulling down the umbrella.
“Wow, its pretty clear out here.” Roy said, taking a seat.
Kaldur poured them both a drink and then sat down himself.
“You gotta be at the top of Queen Industries to get a view like this of the stars.” Roy took his cup with a nod and then took a sip. “Hmm.” He reached into the cup to squeeze the orange slice before taking another sip. “I expected this to burn more but its pretty smooth.” He smirked at Kaldur. “Are you trying to get me drunk or something?”
Kaldur's eyebrow twitched. “Pardon?”
“I think I could down this stuff pretty easy, but that tells me nothing about how strong it is.”
“No Roy. I am not trying to get you drunk.”
Roy snorted. “I guess that's just as well. I'm in your bed already anyway.”
Kaldur almost choked.
Roy reached over to pat his back. “ Okay..I thought the joke wasn't that bad. I guess I was wrong.”
“Sorry.”
“What are you apologizing for? I'm the one who I overestimated the comfort level.”
“No, no.” Kaldur knew that it wasn't an out of character joke for Roy and mentally chastised himself for reacting. “ I suppose that I am no longer used to such jokes?”
“Right.” Roy stared at his drink before taking another sip.
Kaldur scrambled to find another topic and gestured to Roy's feet. “How can you still wear shoes?”
“ I guess just looking at them cramps you up huh.” Roy grinned and tugged at Kaldur's sleeve. “But if you dressed less formally you could get away with wearing open toed shoes more often.”
Kaldur's frowned a bit, his nose scrunching up.
“Okay never mind.” Roy finished off his drink and poured another.
Kaldur set his cup down and unbuttoned his shirt. He pulled the garment off and draped it on the back of his chair. “I will admit that it could be more comfortable.” he tugged on his undershirt. “And at the end of the day I end up coming home and stripping down anyway. but this is certainly better than tossing on jeans and a track jacket over my Atlantean clothing.”
Roy hummed a response. It wasn't the reply Kaldur expected, nor did he expect the silence that followed, or the feeling of being watched. He wondered if Roy knew he was staring. At least last night there was enough room between them for Kaldur to pretend that he did not notice. Kaldur squashed the urge to shift in his seat and refilled his glass instead. “Roy. Is something the matter?”
Roy averted his eyes and took a long sip of his drink. “Uh..No.”
“You were staring.” Kaldur felt himself flush as he said it. He saw Roy's ears go red and wasn't sure if Roy's embarrassment made him feel better or worse.
“Sorry..I guess I'm just curious?”
“I would rather you ask.”
“Your markings are gone,” Roy blurted out.
Kaldur looked at his arms. “They are. I returned to Atlantis and finished my training. It took less time than I assumed.” He smiled softly. “It took me a year to become used to their absence. I would pass by the mirror multiple times in the morning.”
“Do you miss them?”
“Not anymore. And they have not gone away, only receded.” Kaldur concentrated a bit making his markings glow. “And now I can wear shorter sleeves in the summer months without others assuming that I am some sort of thug.”
Roy laughed. “I guess it's helped then. The locals seemed to be comfortable with you. We couldn't go a block without someone saying hello.” He finished his second cup and then reached for the bottle only to change his mind. “And I'm sorry there is no way that you haven't noticed how many women flirt with you.”
Kaldur picked up the bottle and poured Roy a refill anyway. “Some are more overt than others so I can not say that I have not noticed at all. But it is mostly harmless.”
Roy tipped his cup in Kaldur's direction before taking a sip. “Mostly...You might want to watch out for the seafood market owner's wife though. I don't think its called flirting then they just say what they want to do to you...”
Kaldur laughed weakly and finished the rest of his drink.
“That might actually be sexual harassment man...It's even worse that she knows how to debone a fish.”
Kaldur paused in the middle of pulling an ice cube from his cup . “I did not need that visual...” He popped the cube in his mouth and crunched it sullenly.
Roy laughed louder. “Sorry. Kal. You ever think that if you hooked up with someone they would stop?”
“Can we not bring up Cassia again.”
“She wasn't who I was thinking of.”
“Who then?”
“No one in particular.” Roy pulled the orange wedge from his drink and sucked on it.
Kaldur looked a Roy for a bit before he spoke. “It is just as well. I do not believe that I could carry a relationship.”
“You don't? When's the last time you've been in one? Or even gone on a date?”
Kaldur shrugged. “It has been years. And that is perhaps the problem. I have become satisfied without such things.”
“Is there really no one?”
Kaldur thought for a moment before giving a semi honest answer. “They have all moved on in some way, so yes.”
“What if one came back?” Roy continued when Kaldur did not answer. “Anyway. You never asked me more about Jade.”
“I assumed that you would tell me if you felt comfortable. And Lian was there so...”
“And you are just too polite. Its okay. You can say what's on your mind. No one else held back,” Roy said sourly.
Kaldur's eyes widened as he watched Roy chug the last of his drink and slam the glass down on the table. He wondered what to say in order to move the topic along quickly. He wasn't to keen on talking about this right now and Roy's frustration made him even more wary of the topic. “There is not much to say.” Nothing that can be said without incriminating myself. Kaldur thought. “I am honestly saddened that your relationship has ended.” And he was in a way. Jade was not his first choice for Roy's spouse but she had been there when Roy needed her.
Roy scoffed. “That's... a first. Everyone else either berated me for being stupid enough to marry her in the first place or congratulated me for getting rid of the problem.”
“I will say that I am surprised she has returned to-”
“She's with some new group now,” Roy said, his voice tight. “The Shadows aren't happy about it, but as she told me they can fuck themselves.” The corners of Roy's lips turned downward. He stared at the sky but didn't seem to see the stars anymore. “She's not the only one either. Her dad's joined up, so has Deathstroke. All led by some chick who supposed to be some long lost daughter of Ra's by way of Russia.”
“Roy,” Kaldur paused and then placed his hand on Roy's shoulder. “We do not have to speak of this now. ”
Roy grabbed Kaldur's hand and squeezed. He laughed weakly. “This would be easier if you were mad at me.”
“You wish me to be mad at you?”
“No...” Roy rubbed his thumb along Kaldur's hand. Kaldur repressed a shiver. “Hey...Are you sure that you're okay on the sofa?”
Kaldur wondered if Roy's joke about getting drunk earlier was more of a proclamation. He felt a little tipsy after two drinks but he was used to this kind of alcohol. Roy wasn't and he was drinking much too fast. “Perhaps I should not have poured you that third drink.”
“I'm not asking cause I'm drunk Kal-”
“You are drunk?”
“I'm...buzzed. Whatever.” Roy shrugged. “It just doesn’t. feel right. At least let Lian share the bed with me so that you can take the guest room.”
Kaldur forced a laugh and took the opportunity to remove his hand from Roy's grasp. “Are you lonely?” he asked, hoping that the question sounded like a joke.
Roy took the bait and grinned. “Well, it is a big bed. Just stop being so nice. You wouldn't even let us pay for our own lunch and dinner.”
“Think of it as a down payment for the time that we have not spent together.”
“If that's the case then I owe you just as much.”
“You do not owe me anything Roy.” Kaldur got up from his seat. Roy grabbed his arm before standing up as well. He staggered forward and bumped into Kaldur. Kaldur's body went stiff as Roy's forehead balanced on his shoulder.
“Really, this is not drunk,” He said, his words slurred from his lips being pressed against Kaldur's arm. “Just a little sleepy.”
Kaldur wasn't sure how to react to Roy's proximity. He knew that pushing Roy away would be more incriminating that the shiver he was currently suppressing. Technically he should be used to this, Roy had always been a touchy drunk, and he'd dealt with worse, Dick would be in his lap by now. “It is not that late Roy. How are you tired?”
Roy nuzzled his face into Kaldur's arm. “I've been tired all day, the alcohol is just making it worse.”
Kaldur inched his way back into his home and Roy followed, still holding on to his arm. He could pick Roy up with one hand. It made no sense to him why Roy felt so heavy while attached to his arm.“Is the bed not com-”
“The bed is fine Kal. Not as firm as the mattress back home, but the sheets smell good...so.”
“They smell good?” Kaldur used natural detergents for the same reasons why he used natural body wash, the chemicals irritated his skin. His sheets shouldn't smell like anything, but maybe he had gotten used to the scent.
Lian stepped out of the guest room. Her eye brow rose as she saw Kaldur's predicament. “Sorry about this. He gets clingy when drunk.”
Roy responded after a yawn. “Not drunk.”
She poked her father in his side. “Stand on your own then.”
Kaldur opened his bedroom door. “I'm putting your father to bed.”
Roy yawned and let go of Kaldur's arm. “I can do that myself.”
Kaldur and Lian watched Roy todder into the room and close the door. Kaldur stared at the door as Lian wondered off to the Kitchen. “Lian.”
She poked her head back into the hallway from inside the kitchen “Hmm?”
“Do the sheets in the guest room smell like anything?”
“Not really. Why?”
Because either I am drunker than I assumed and misheard half of the conversation, or your father has started some new drug. Kaldur thought. “No reason,” he answered. He had a sudden urge for a shower, just something to clear the thoughts swimming in his head. “You have a good night Lian.”