our real estate is a great investment

[cross_and_bow]

"Welcome to Sunshine," says Juliet. "And to my front porch and whatever you do don't hit the light, it'll set Sherlock on fire."

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[eversomuchfun]

[Learn to ignore her,] he suggests. [Or wink back.]

[cross_and_bow]

[I suppose. ...Hey, is Tony putting Jarvis-cameras everywhere...?]

[eversomuchfun]

[Yes. If you don't want him watching us, you can ask him not to look.]

[cross_and_bow]

[And he won't, as opposed to just pretending not to but actually doing so anyway. I've barely met him, perhaps I wouldn't ask that if we were old friends.]

[eversomuchfun]

[And he won't. Any room without cameras and sound pickups is a room he cannot enter; he prefers to have as few of those as possible, but is willing to leave temporarily on request.]

[cross_and_bow]

[That's fair. Does he usually come with moving parts - little robots - or does he just be a house?]

[eversomuchfun]

[He is a house. He doesn't like the idea of having little robots.]

[cross_and_bow]

[Why not?] They're not kissing any more, just hugging - snuggling-standing-up, more like - and brainphoning. Shell Bell has been flying around, cackling at her own speed, since the fire wand practice concluded.

[eversomuchfun]

[Ask him. Perhaps he'll tell you.]

[cross_and_bow]

[I will when he boots up. What's the ETA on that?]

[eversomuchfun]

[Soon. A few more days,] he says.

[cross_and_bow]

[How're you feeling about that?]

[eversomuchfun]

[Honestly, I have no idea.]

[cross_and_bow]

[That sounds uncomfortable. I wish I could teach you to do what I do. I'm not sure how well it'd work.]

[eversomuchfun]

[To do what?]

[cross_and_bow]

[To figure myself out. I do more than editing my Slayer instincts, I would also never find myself unsure how I felt about something as long as I had a few minutes and a notebook.]

[eversomuchfun]

[I think I'm suspending emotional processing until he's here for good.]

[cross_and_bow]

Juliet nuzzles his shoulder. [Soon.]

[eversomuchfun]

He closes his eyes and hugs her.

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell lands, skidding in the sand. "Home?" she asks.

[cross_and_bow]

"Home," agrees Juliet, not unhugging.

Back in the brick building they go.