[ Is Erik going to be the first person she tells about this? Apparently. ]
There was... Someone, in the Drabwurld. He proposed to me more times than I'd like to remember and kept calling me his 'Queen' even when I told him not to. Utterly insufferable, really, he was a prat.
Yes. For quite a while. [He says it lightly, but he still pays attention to what she does next. For all the open-mindedness he's encountered in other worlds, there's always an element of doubt. Neither he or Charles goes around telegraphing their relationship unless asked.]
[He can't help stiffening slightly at the sudden contact, an automatic reaction. After a moment he manages to relax, though it's not an action he returns.]
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No doubt. But, a wedding ring?
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There was... Someone, in the Drabwurld. He proposed to me more times than I'd like to remember and kept calling me his 'Queen' even when I told him not to. Utterly insufferable, really, he was a prat.
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[That much is evident.] I can't imagine how Charles would have reacted if I behaved that way towards him.
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[ But - oh, hang on. She turns her gaze to look up at Erik. ]
Charles and - you?
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That's wonderful. I had no idea.
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We don't talk about it much.
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[ She moves back once she's given him the tightest hug she can manage, her arms resting on his gently. ]
I'm happy for you. Both of you.
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It works well enough for us, these days.
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Thank you for telling me, too.