"Oh, did you?" she said, suitably impressed. "I tried to be a girl scout but I only managed to get two badges before they threw me out for eating all the cookies I was meant to be selling..." Abi replied, giving back a reward for his unprompted talking about his past. He so rarely talked about it. "So I'm totally a hero. I ate eight boxes over a week, I'm the true hero here..." As she leant back to peruse him up and down she hummed. "I'm not sure you'd look good in full body armour. Maybe you were a Knight of the Round Table in a former life, with your floppy hair and a damsel in distress..."
He was getting a little carried away though she loved to wind him up. "Don't you get any ideas, old man. There's maybe ten minutes before Charlie will be wide awake and hungry as you get after you finish writing..." She placed her palms flat on his chest. "Not even you are that talented, honey."