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"The strange thing is..." Alexander approaches him now with the book in his hands. "The strange thing is... instead of an over burning desire to... do unpleasent things to you... as should be appropriate in such an instance, I'm feeling mildly ashamed that I forgot your request to pick up after myself so quickly." He's in front of Nick now, tapping his hand with the book. "Strange? Isn't it?"

"Yes. Rather." Relieved that he's not going to get blown to a crisp?

YES!

Alexander shook his head. "It is." More tapping on the book. "I must be in love with you for such a reaction."

"Well, I'm in love with you too, so that works out quite well."

"Yes, since getting burnt flesh out of the carpet is annoyingly difficult." He toes the carpet absently.

"I'm sure."

"It is. I did that to some guy hitting on Mel once, when we were together."

Cue the slow blinking.

"She really liked that carpet... I don't see why, it was ugly. Had the most visually distracting pattern that I ever saw, and the colors clashed terribly."

"You were together?"

"What? Oh yes. Once... torrid affair. We were pretending to be gods on this one world, goddess of creation, god of destruction... lovers, kept the world in balance, blah blah, not very interesting, really. They had no sense of color coordination. Ugly buildings, just very... she liked it though. Said it was quiant."

"I thought you were siblings."

There's a blink of confusion as that train of thought is derailed, "Well... sort of. I mean, I adopted her as my sister. Years ago."

"Oh." Nick looks incredibly relieved. And like the world makes more sense now.

"Why?" He's confused now. "I did mention that, didn't I?"

"No."

"Oh... well...now that is embarressing."

"Just a little." Nick coughs and blushes.

"Oh, dearling... I never meant... I really need a good pet name for you...but I never meant to sound like I was carrying on a relationship with my real sister..." he said putting a hand on Nick's shoulder.

"Of course you weren't. I should have realized." Nick's embarrased. Really.

"Why should you have realized? I never said anything to indicate other wise." Fingers tapped on Nick's shoulder.

"Well, obviously you wouldn't... I'm an idiot." Nick buries his head in Alexander's shoulder.

Arms wrap around Nick, one hand shoving the book back in the knight's visor (it was so close and convient a placec to put the book) holding him tightly. "Shhh... you are not an idiot."

"I am..." But he snuggles anyways.

"Ignorant of the circumstances between Mel and I, but certainly not an idiot." The snuggling is not minded at all.