When Murphy looked his way he couldn't help but smile back, a tinge of feigned innocence in his expression. The irony wasn't lost on him, not even slightly, but Harry didn't need to say anything more than he had. Their lives were every bit as complicated as anything the Homer could throw their way. Perhaps more so, or at least it felt like it sometimes.
Karrin didn't have to explain to him that she was glad not to venture into the NeverNever, the lightening mood told Harry everything. He hadn't been in a hurry either, but it seemed like a necessary risk. On the bright side, no fae shenanigans to deal with.
When Murphy broke the thoughtful silence between them Harry gave her his full attention. Had he not known this woman so well those words could have seemed like a Sphinx-like riddle, but Harry understood the nuance. "Time might have passed, but that didn't change anything," he answered slipping his hand into hers. Oh, sure, he also knew there was a bunch in there about the fabric of time and space and that events hadn't passed in quite the same sequence for the two, but that Karrin mentioned that conversation, now? He was all over that subtext!
"So you're thinking we should skip dinner and move straight to the mantis?" Harry asked with a smirk, the idea of treating this as a vacation wasn't the worst idea. "We've earned a break," he said meeting Murphy's eyes. And maybe it was finally their time. And then she spotted the romance novels and Harry backed up quickly, "oh hell no!" he said shaking his head. "Those belong to Bob, who had specific and particular reading habits," Harry told her, "though if you want to judge my shelves, you'll have to go upstairs."