Re: [Not-a-picnic: Nel, Lear, Daddy]
Leslie wasn't particularly fond of the daddies and the fathers, but he didn't protest. Nel set her terms and promised to end him, if the need arose. He flicked through a few emotions, quick as a roulette spin, and the surface remained unbroken.
He could see that she was trying to shift direction, so he flowed with it, though he really felt no change. He was still thinking about what she'd said, what both of them had said, and while he let himself be tugged along with the flow of talk, he was sill turning it over. "If you mean the lot of you in one place, I was surprised to find it," he said, mildly. He looked at Lear. "I didn't think the three of you ran in a pack anymore. "