Luna smiled at their hands and leaned in just a little closer. This wasn't something she had actively sought, but she liked what was between her and Rolf. "It's not a bad thing, though," she insisted. It's a very good quality to have, and I will tell him so."
Picking up a chip, she dipped it into the gravy of the pie and ate it after blowing on it carefully. She liked simply sitting with Rolf, but she had questions that wanted answers. The first among them was, "Who is the father of my sons?"