Something About Us: Chapter Three
Title: Something About Us
Author:Asase
Fandom: Young Justice/ DC
Rating:PG 13
Genre:Romance
Characters: Kaldur'ahm. Roy Harper, Lian Harper
Word Count:2,552
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or organizations from the Young Justice cartoon, comics, or expanded DC universe.
Something About Us
Chapter Three
Roy stared at the sky, fighting the urge to doze. Ten minutes passed since they were told to wait in the meeting place's courtyard. Jade had been to several of Lian's fashion shows and photo shoots, but he hadn’t and he promised. So here he was, half awake and bored out of his mind. The energy from a decent training session, hot shower, and coffee long since worn away. Kaldur looked more aware and that bothered him. At the very least Kaldur should be complaining of back pain right now or something. Anything to make him not feel so miserable and ungrateful. A slim man in a tailored suit greeted them. Roy resisted the urge to speak. The man didn't fit his image of someone in the fashion business with his wide rimmed glasses and mousy brown hair. Unless of course it was cool now to dress like a stuffy businessman. Roy wasn't tuned into the scene, but he was pretty sure that wasn't the case.
“Finally!” Lian stomped over to him with her hands on her hips. “Frank where is Elisa? Isn't she in charge of this shoot?”
“That's exactly why she isn't here,” Frank responded, his voice tight. “She's busy. But I'll take you to her. You're actually a bit early.” His eyes flicked from Lian to Roy and then to Kaldur. “Are you going to introduce us?”
Lian rolled her eyes. “ This.” She jerked her thumb at Roy. “Is my dad. And that.” She pointed to Kaldur. “Is a friend of the family.”
“Your father huh?” Frank removed a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Roy. “Frank Manson. I represent your daughter and other newly established models.”
“Okay...” Roy cautiously took the card from Frank's hands.
“My firm is always on the look out for fresh talent and-”
“Fresh?” Roy laughed. “I think I'm a little to old to be considered fresh.”
“Nonsense.” Frank waved off Roy's concerns. “It just depends on what market you're going after. The the good ole American boy look never goes out of style. And natural redheads are rare. Especially attractive ones. ”
Roy's eyebrow rose. He glanced around Frank to see Lian slouch and bury her face in her hands.
“Any your friend here.” Frank pulled out another card. “He has a very international look to him, and some daring fashion sense. A scarf in this weather! But he pulls it off so well.” He handed the card to Kaldur. Kaldur opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Lian.
“Frank!” She grabbed the man's elbow. “Don't we have work to do?”
“I always have work to do.” He leaned forward and tucked his card into Kaldur's vest pocket then patted Kaldur's chest where the pocket lay.
Lian began to drag the man away. “This is why I didn't want you to meet my parents.” she muttered darkly.
“Really?” Frank laughed. “Is your mother a looker too? We do need more 30 plus in our catalog.”
“You can't just go around recruiting everybody!” She opened the door to the building and pushed Frank inside. “People have lives you know.”
Roy and Kaldur watched the commotion without comment. Kaldur broke the silence. “Should we find a place to watch the shoot?”
“Sure,” Roy agreed. He held his tongue as the made their way out of the courtyard. He stole glances of Kaldur's face to try and tell what the other man was thinking. On the third glance their eyes met. Kaldur looked away with a slight smile on his face.
“Ole American boy hmm.”
Roy scoffed. “Whatever you say Mr. International.”
They both laughed and god it was good to see a genuine smile on Kaldur's face. Especially one that he caused. “Attractive natural red heads are rare.. Phh. Dude needs to get out more. Though” Roy reached over and tugged at Kaldur's scarf. “He's right about this.”
Kaldur smirked as his eyebrow rose. “That it is too warm for such a garment or that I 'pull it off well'?”
Roy laughed again. “Whatever man.” Sure he thought that Kaldur pulled it off, but Kaldur had such an unintuitive match of features that anything he wore paled in comparison. Roy pulled the business card out of Kaldur's vest pocket. “That guy's a bit eccentric.”
“I am certain that Lian can handle him.” Kaldur smiled again. “And I am more than happy to let her keep such responsibilities.” He took the card from Roy and tossed it in an upcoming trash bin.
“Can't argue with that.” Roy pointed to the small crowed that had gathered just outside of the area corded off for the photo shoot.“Looks like we are just in time to get a good spot.”
“Would you like something to drink?” Kaldur asked. “There is a shop near by.”
“Sure I'll hold our space.” Roy watched Kaldur walk away with a smile. He feared that if left alone they wouldn't have anything to talk about. That it would be all awkward silences and clipped responses. But if it were like this he might be able to survive this day.
Kaldur returned with two beers. Not what Roy expected but he wouldn't turn a drink down. He inspected the dark bottle before grabbing his keys. After popping off the top he took a sip. “A porter?” He smacked his lips and took another sip. It wasn't bad but he had had better. Still, at least it was a variety of beer that he enjoyed.
“Yes,” Kaldur answered as he popped the top off his own drink with is fingers. “Most national brands do not brew them. This brand is an exception.”
Roy chuckled. “I didn't know anyone in Greece made anything other than lagers.” He pointed to the bottle that Kaldur held. “How do you drink them anyway?”
“It is a drink.” Kaldur shrugged and took a sip.
Roy looked down at his bottle. “Lian lectured me this morning. I didn't really take her words to heart until now. Kal...we are friends right?” He watched Kaldur's demeanor change and felt dumb for ruining the mood. “I mean...of course we're friends.”He chuckled nervously. “Someone who wasn't my friend wouldn't have been able to choose the one beer in a nation where beer is scarce that I can stomach.”
“You have always been particular about your-”
“No Kal, I'm serious. When's the last time we went drinking?” He waited for Kaldur to answer and continued when Kaldur didn't. “I never really realized it until now but-” I miss you. Your smile, your laugh, your dry sense of humor. It kills me that there might be someone else who can draw that out of you because that used to be my job. I always assumed that you'd be there for me because you always were. But suddenly you weren't and I didn't want to seem selfish by asking you to be there for me again. Roy swallowed the words that felt too weak ringing about his own mind. “ -we never hang out anymore, and I'd like to. If that's okay with you. I don't want to get in the way of the life you've created here.” Roy didn't look at Kaldur while he spoke and he couldn't bear to now.
Kaldur took another swig of his drink. “Lian did not lecture me, but she did ask some questions.” He paused. “She is very perceptive.”
“Sorry about that-”
“No, no. It is fine. I would like to spend more time with you as well, but-”
“No buts. Just.” Roy sighed. “You're my best friend.” He looked over in time to see Kaldur's features soften and resisted the urge to cup Kaldur's face. Music started blaring from the stage that was set up for the shoot. Kaldur turned towards the music and the moment was gone. They watched the proceedings for a while, each outfit was progressively more outlandish than the last. But seeing as this was a shoot for junior models Roy was happy that the outfits were kept soft and fun.
“Can you wait here for a bit?” Kaldur asked.
Roy watched as Kaldur moved through the crowd towards a girl who was precariously perched on a nearby fence. She looked to be no older than five, with wild hair and olive skin smudged by dirt. She hesitated to tear her dark eyes away from the stage in order to answer Kaldur's question. Kaldur helped her onto his shoulders and returned to Roy's side in time for Lian to take her turn. Roy had to admit that Lian had a striking appearance. The make up and clothing dwarfed many of the other girls.
Kaldur said something to the girl in Greek and she turned to Roy with wide eyes. She looked down as she responded to Kaldur. “She says that Lian is very pretty and that you are an awesome dad.”
Roy smiled at the girl. “Tell her thank you.”
Kaldur translated for the girl. She beamed at Roy before returning her attention back to the shoot. Kaldur leaned over a bit. “Both of you must be very proud of her.”
“Uh..yeah.”
“I am a bit surprised that Jade is not here to see this.”
“Jade is uh...working this weekend.”
Kaldur turned to Roy. His eyebrow rose. “Working?”
“Working,” Roy repeated putting extra emphasis on the word.
“I assumed that she had retired.”
“She did. For a while.”
“And you are-”
“We are no longer together,” He answered, his jaw tight. Kaldur looked lost in thought for a moment and Roy swallowed harshly. Every time he told someone in his circle about his separation from Jade there were the same accusations. The told you so's and what did you expect's. The only exception being Artemis, but she was used to her sister's coming and goings. She had learned that Jade leaving wasn't necessarily the same as Jade not caring. Jade was good with Lian, understood her in ways that he couldn't. If anything Roy was happy that Jade was honest enough to leave once she decided to return to her work instead of stringing he and Lian along by pretending. Roy hopped that Kaldur wouldn't ask anymore questions and he didn’t, only stared at the stage as if he were looking through it.
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“So?” Lian asked once she rejoined their group.
“It was interesting.” Roy admitted. He rubbed Lian's cheek with his thumb. “How did the get all that gunk off you.”
Lian moved her face away and frowned. Kaldur cleared his throat as he pushed the girl towards Lian. The girl looked from Kaldur to Lian before offering a small bouquet of flowers. “Lian. This is Corrissa,” Kaldur explained.
Lian smiled as she took the flowers. “Thank you Corrissa.”
Corrissa returned the smile showing two missing front teeth. She responded and Kaldur interpreted. “She says that you were the prettiest.”
Lian's smile broadened.
“Corrissa! Corrissa!” A female voice could be heard in the distance. They all turned to identify the speaker.
“Cassia!” Kaldur called out and waved. He took Corrissa's hand and began to walk towards the woman.
Roy and Lian looked to each other before inspecting the woman. Cassia was a slender and in her mid twenties, with well styled chestnut hair. Excessively feminine, Roy decided, while noting her flowy dress and sizeable bust line. She knelt down to inspect Corrissa before giving Kaldur her full attention. Kaldur and the woman spoke for a while. She smiled and giggled at Kaldur's words and on occasion would reach over to touch his arm.
“Sooo, who is that supposed to be?” Lian asked
Roy shrugged. He wasn't happy with his current mood, torn between congratulating a friend on an obvious score and an irrational level of possessiveness.
“They seem close,” Lian continued sounding impressed.
“I guess so.”
“Hmm she looks a little young to be that girl's mom but its not impossible. They do look alike.”
Roy's face lit up a bit. “Okay...so then would her husband know that...”
“That she has the hots for Uncle Kal?” Lian shrugged. “He probably figures that there's nothing that he can do about it.”
Kaldur, returned to where he left Roy and Lian with Corrissa and Cassia at his side.
“This is Corrissa's Aunt Cassia. Cassia this is Roy and his daughter Lian. Lian was in the photoshoot.”
Casssia held out a well manicured hand for a hand shake. Both Roy and Lian obliged. “Thank you so much for watching over her.” Her hands rested on Corrissa's shoulders. “She always asks me to bring her fashion magazines when I visit. I should have known that she would sneak out for such an event.” She looked down to her niece with a fond smile.
Roy's conflicted feelings returned. Aunt, not mother, which left the possibility that she could be with Kaldur if he were interested. And why wouldn't he be interested? Even Roy wasn't pig headed enough to ignore how attractive the woman was. It didn't help that she seemed genuinely nice.
“At any rate I should return.” Cassia patted her sister's shoulder. “Her mother is really worried.” She reached out and touched Kaldur's shoulder once more, keeping her hand there as she spoke a few words in Greek. Kaldur smiled and nodded as he responded. She squeezed Kaldur's bicep before taking Corrissa's hand and leaving.
Once she was out of earshot Lian laughed. “So that thing about you not having a girlfriend?”
Kaldur cocked his head to the side as he responded “But I do not have a girlfriend.”
“Then what was that about? What she asked you?”
“She invited me to dinner at-” Kaldur paused. “Ah, you misunderstand. I play chess with her father, so I am friends with her family. Cassia does not live here anymore. She moved to Athens permanently once she gained employment at the National Archeological Museum in Athens.”
“But she likes you,” Lian insisted
Roy cut Kaldur off before he could answer. “Kal...She was flirting with you.”
“Totally flirting with you,” Lian agreed.
“The body language man. I can't believe that you didn't notice it.”
“Like...have you not noticed how often she touches your arm? She's totally copping a feel.”
“I...” Kaldur flushed. “But she is so much younger than I am. She has an older brother two years my junior and-”
“So?” Lian shrugged. “Aren't you interested at all? She's really p-”
“Lian.” Roy shook his head. He knew Kaldur was clueless when it came to relationships but he really didn't want to hear the answer to that question, or encourage the thought. He'd had enough conflicted emotions for one afternoon.
Lian rolled her eyes. “Anyway. Don't be surprised when her dad starts dropping hints about marriage.” Her stomach rumbled. “Can we get some food now?”
“Depends,” Roy said, smirking at his daughter. “Do we have to worry about you getting bloated? Or can we eat real food?”
Author:Asase
Fandom: Young Justice/ DC
Rating:PG 13
Genre:Romance
Characters: Kaldur'ahm. Roy Harper, Lian Harper
Word Count:2,552
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or organizations from the Young Justice cartoon, comics, or expanded DC universe.
Something About Us
Chapter Three
Roy stared at the sky, fighting the urge to doze. Ten minutes passed since they were told to wait in the meeting place's courtyard. Jade had been to several of Lian's fashion shows and photo shoots, but he hadn’t and he promised. So here he was, half awake and bored out of his mind. The energy from a decent training session, hot shower, and coffee long since worn away. Kaldur looked more aware and that bothered him. At the very least Kaldur should be complaining of back pain right now or something. Anything to make him not feel so miserable and ungrateful. A slim man in a tailored suit greeted them. Roy resisted the urge to speak. The man didn't fit his image of someone in the fashion business with his wide rimmed glasses and mousy brown hair. Unless of course it was cool now to dress like a stuffy businessman. Roy wasn't tuned into the scene, but he was pretty sure that wasn't the case.
“Finally!” Lian stomped over to him with her hands on her hips. “Frank where is Elisa? Isn't she in charge of this shoot?”
“That's exactly why she isn't here,” Frank responded, his voice tight. “She's busy. But I'll take you to her. You're actually a bit early.” His eyes flicked from Lian to Roy and then to Kaldur. “Are you going to introduce us?”
Lian rolled her eyes. “ This.” She jerked her thumb at Roy. “Is my dad. And that.” She pointed to Kaldur. “Is a friend of the family.”
“Your father huh?” Frank removed a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Roy. “Frank Manson. I represent your daughter and other newly established models.”
“Okay...” Roy cautiously took the card from Frank's hands.
“My firm is always on the look out for fresh talent and-”
“Fresh?” Roy laughed. “I think I'm a little to old to be considered fresh.”
“Nonsense.” Frank waved off Roy's concerns. “It just depends on what market you're going after. The the good ole American boy look never goes out of style. And natural redheads are rare. Especially attractive ones. ”
Roy's eyebrow rose. He glanced around Frank to see Lian slouch and bury her face in her hands.
“Any your friend here.” Frank pulled out another card. “He has a very international look to him, and some daring fashion sense. A scarf in this weather! But he pulls it off so well.” He handed the card to Kaldur. Kaldur opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Lian.
“Frank!” She grabbed the man's elbow. “Don't we have work to do?”
“I always have work to do.” He leaned forward and tucked his card into Kaldur's vest pocket then patted Kaldur's chest where the pocket lay.
Lian began to drag the man away. “This is why I didn't want you to meet my parents.” she muttered darkly.
“Really?” Frank laughed. “Is your mother a looker too? We do need more 30 plus in our catalog.”
“You can't just go around recruiting everybody!” She opened the door to the building and pushed Frank inside. “People have lives you know.”
Roy and Kaldur watched the commotion without comment. Kaldur broke the silence. “Should we find a place to watch the shoot?”
“Sure,” Roy agreed. He held his tongue as the made their way out of the courtyard. He stole glances of Kaldur's face to try and tell what the other man was thinking. On the third glance their eyes met. Kaldur looked away with a slight smile on his face.
“Ole American boy hmm.”
Roy scoffed. “Whatever you say Mr. International.”
They both laughed and god it was good to see a genuine smile on Kaldur's face. Especially one that he caused. “Attractive natural red heads are rare.. Phh. Dude needs to get out more. Though” Roy reached over and tugged at Kaldur's scarf. “He's right about this.”
Kaldur smirked as his eyebrow rose. “That it is too warm for such a garment or that I 'pull it off well'?”
Roy laughed again. “Whatever man.” Sure he thought that Kaldur pulled it off, but Kaldur had such an unintuitive match of features that anything he wore paled in comparison. Roy pulled the business card out of Kaldur's vest pocket. “That guy's a bit eccentric.”
“I am certain that Lian can handle him.” Kaldur smiled again. “And I am more than happy to let her keep such responsibilities.” He took the card from Roy and tossed it in an upcoming trash bin.
“Can't argue with that.” Roy pointed to the small crowed that had gathered just outside of the area corded off for the photo shoot.“Looks like we are just in time to get a good spot.”
“Would you like something to drink?” Kaldur asked. “There is a shop near by.”
“Sure I'll hold our space.” Roy watched Kaldur walk away with a smile. He feared that if left alone they wouldn't have anything to talk about. That it would be all awkward silences and clipped responses. But if it were like this he might be able to survive this day.
Kaldur returned with two beers. Not what Roy expected but he wouldn't turn a drink down. He inspected the dark bottle before grabbing his keys. After popping off the top he took a sip. “A porter?” He smacked his lips and took another sip. It wasn't bad but he had had better. Still, at least it was a variety of beer that he enjoyed.
“Yes,” Kaldur answered as he popped the top off his own drink with is fingers. “Most national brands do not brew them. This brand is an exception.”
Roy chuckled. “I didn't know anyone in Greece made anything other than lagers.” He pointed to the bottle that Kaldur held. “How do you drink them anyway?”
“It is a drink.” Kaldur shrugged and took a sip.
Roy looked down at his bottle. “Lian lectured me this morning. I didn't really take her words to heart until now. Kal...we are friends right?” He watched Kaldur's demeanor change and felt dumb for ruining the mood. “I mean...of course we're friends.”He chuckled nervously. “Someone who wasn't my friend wouldn't have been able to choose the one beer in a nation where beer is scarce that I can stomach.”
“You have always been particular about your-”
“No Kal, I'm serious. When's the last time we went drinking?” He waited for Kaldur to answer and continued when Kaldur didn't. “I never really realized it until now but-” I miss you. Your smile, your laugh, your dry sense of humor. It kills me that there might be someone else who can draw that out of you because that used to be my job. I always assumed that you'd be there for me because you always were. But suddenly you weren't and I didn't want to seem selfish by asking you to be there for me again. Roy swallowed the words that felt too weak ringing about his own mind. “ -we never hang out anymore, and I'd like to. If that's okay with you. I don't want to get in the way of the life you've created here.” Roy didn't look at Kaldur while he spoke and he couldn't bear to now.
Kaldur took another swig of his drink. “Lian did not lecture me, but she did ask some questions.” He paused. “She is very perceptive.”
“Sorry about that-”
“No, no. It is fine. I would like to spend more time with you as well, but-”
“No buts. Just.” Roy sighed. “You're my best friend.” He looked over in time to see Kaldur's features soften and resisted the urge to cup Kaldur's face. Music started blaring from the stage that was set up for the shoot. Kaldur turned towards the music and the moment was gone. They watched the proceedings for a while, each outfit was progressively more outlandish than the last. But seeing as this was a shoot for junior models Roy was happy that the outfits were kept soft and fun.
“Can you wait here for a bit?” Kaldur asked.
Roy watched as Kaldur moved through the crowd towards a girl who was precariously perched on a nearby fence. She looked to be no older than five, with wild hair and olive skin smudged by dirt. She hesitated to tear her dark eyes away from the stage in order to answer Kaldur's question. Kaldur helped her onto his shoulders and returned to Roy's side in time for Lian to take her turn. Roy had to admit that Lian had a striking appearance. The make up and clothing dwarfed many of the other girls.
Kaldur said something to the girl in Greek and she turned to Roy with wide eyes. She looked down as she responded to Kaldur. “She says that Lian is very pretty and that you are an awesome dad.”
Roy smiled at the girl. “Tell her thank you.”
Kaldur translated for the girl. She beamed at Roy before returning her attention back to the shoot. Kaldur leaned over a bit. “Both of you must be very proud of her.”
“Uh..yeah.”
“I am a bit surprised that Jade is not here to see this.”
“Jade is uh...working this weekend.”
Kaldur turned to Roy. His eyebrow rose. “Working?”
“Working,” Roy repeated putting extra emphasis on the word.
“I assumed that she had retired.”
“She did. For a while.”
“And you are-”
“We are no longer together,” He answered, his jaw tight. Kaldur looked lost in thought for a moment and Roy swallowed harshly. Every time he told someone in his circle about his separation from Jade there were the same accusations. The told you so's and what did you expect's. The only exception being Artemis, but she was used to her sister's coming and goings. She had learned that Jade leaving wasn't necessarily the same as Jade not caring. Jade was good with Lian, understood her in ways that he couldn't. If anything Roy was happy that Jade was honest enough to leave once she decided to return to her work instead of stringing he and Lian along by pretending. Roy hopped that Kaldur wouldn't ask anymore questions and he didn’t, only stared at the stage as if he were looking through it.
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“So?” Lian asked once she rejoined their group.
“It was interesting.” Roy admitted. He rubbed Lian's cheek with his thumb. “How did the get all that gunk off you.”
Lian moved her face away and frowned. Kaldur cleared his throat as he pushed the girl towards Lian. The girl looked from Kaldur to Lian before offering a small bouquet of flowers. “Lian. This is Corrissa,” Kaldur explained.
Lian smiled as she took the flowers. “Thank you Corrissa.”
Corrissa returned the smile showing two missing front teeth. She responded and Kaldur interpreted. “She says that you were the prettiest.”
Lian's smile broadened.
“Corrissa! Corrissa!” A female voice could be heard in the distance. They all turned to identify the speaker.
“Cassia!” Kaldur called out and waved. He took Corrissa's hand and began to walk towards the woman.
Roy and Lian looked to each other before inspecting the woman. Cassia was a slender and in her mid twenties, with well styled chestnut hair. Excessively feminine, Roy decided, while noting her flowy dress and sizeable bust line. She knelt down to inspect Corrissa before giving Kaldur her full attention. Kaldur and the woman spoke for a while. She smiled and giggled at Kaldur's words and on occasion would reach over to touch his arm.
“Sooo, who is that supposed to be?” Lian asked
Roy shrugged. He wasn't happy with his current mood, torn between congratulating a friend on an obvious score and an irrational level of possessiveness.
“They seem close,” Lian continued sounding impressed.
“I guess so.”
“Hmm she looks a little young to be that girl's mom but its not impossible. They do look alike.”
Roy's face lit up a bit. “Okay...so then would her husband know that...”
“That she has the hots for Uncle Kal?” Lian shrugged. “He probably figures that there's nothing that he can do about it.”
Kaldur, returned to where he left Roy and Lian with Corrissa and Cassia at his side.
“This is Corrissa's Aunt Cassia. Cassia this is Roy and his daughter Lian. Lian was in the photoshoot.”
Casssia held out a well manicured hand for a hand shake. Both Roy and Lian obliged. “Thank you so much for watching over her.” Her hands rested on Corrissa's shoulders. “She always asks me to bring her fashion magazines when I visit. I should have known that she would sneak out for such an event.” She looked down to her niece with a fond smile.
Roy's conflicted feelings returned. Aunt, not mother, which left the possibility that she could be with Kaldur if he were interested. And why wouldn't he be interested? Even Roy wasn't pig headed enough to ignore how attractive the woman was. It didn't help that she seemed genuinely nice.
“At any rate I should return.” Cassia patted her sister's shoulder. “Her mother is really worried.” She reached out and touched Kaldur's shoulder once more, keeping her hand there as she spoke a few words in Greek. Kaldur smiled and nodded as he responded. She squeezed Kaldur's bicep before taking Corrissa's hand and leaving.
Once she was out of earshot Lian laughed. “So that thing about you not having a girlfriend?”
Kaldur cocked his head to the side as he responded “But I do not have a girlfriend.”
“Then what was that about? What she asked you?”
“She invited me to dinner at-” Kaldur paused. “Ah, you misunderstand. I play chess with her father, so I am friends with her family. Cassia does not live here anymore. She moved to Athens permanently once she gained employment at the National Archeological Museum in Athens.”
“But she likes you,” Lian insisted
Roy cut Kaldur off before he could answer. “Kal...She was flirting with you.”
“Totally flirting with you,” Lian agreed.
“The body language man. I can't believe that you didn't notice it.”
“Like...have you not noticed how often she touches your arm? She's totally copping a feel.”
“I...” Kaldur flushed. “But she is so much younger than I am. She has an older brother two years my junior and-”
“So?” Lian shrugged. “Aren't you interested at all? She's really p-”
“Lian.” Roy shook his head. He knew Kaldur was clueless when it came to relationships but he really didn't want to hear the answer to that question, or encourage the thought. He'd had enough conflicted emotions for one afternoon.
Lian rolled her eyes. “Anyway. Don't be surprised when her dad starts dropping hints about marriage.” Her stomach rumbled. “Can we get some food now?”
“Depends,” Roy said, smirking at his daughter. “Do we have to worry about you getting bloated? Or can we eat real food?”