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Noah (sweven) wrote in genome_project,

Noah laughed. "I forgot how much of a delight you are," he replied, sticking the cigarette between his teeth. He knelt down onto one knee and held his arms out, as Evie ran over to him, tiny sandals clattering on the old tiles. He'd seen her zipping up behind Cait. (He realized it might have looked momentarily as if he were about to either propose or serenade the woman, but, ah well.) He picked his youngest daughter up and gave her a scratchy kiss on the cheek. She whispered something into his ear, before lying her head on his shoulder, big eyes on this mysterious stranger her father seemed to know.

"Yes," he said to the little girl, looking at Cait. He wasn't going to help her with his name. Why should he? "She'd like me to tell you her name is Evie."