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It's a fine evening in early spring in Logan City; the first really nice weather of the season, with the sun lingering above the horizon well after the office closes. Simon's carrying his winter coat over one arm as he steps into the house and sets down his briefcase. He doesn't call out; even at this hour, it's probably not a good idea to make too much noise until he's sure he wouldn't wake anybody.

He's got two guesses as to where he might find Kaylee, and because of the weather he's going to check the sunroom and/or backyard first.

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Kaylee closes her eyes for a moment in relief.

"Can you ask your daddy for recommendations about how to go about it? When you tell him it's okay to tell close friends?"

"Absolutely. The firm he uses is supposed to be one of the best, he knows what to look for."

He turns his hand palm upward on his knee, next to hers.

She links her fingers with his.

"Okay."

Quiet.

"I guess -- we can tell people."

Simon squeezes her hand.

"I'll send Dad a textwave later tonight," he says, "and ask him about security first."

She nods a little. "Good. Yeah."

He turns his head enough to kiss her temple.

"Love you, xin gan."

A very small smile. "Is that making it up to me?"

"No, that's just a general statement. Should I start listing the ways I could make it up to you?"

"...sure," she decides.

The swing rocks gently, almost silently.

"I was thinking about ice cream sundaes," he muses. "Or footrubs. Or flowers. Just as a starting point, you understand."