Third floor common room, Saturday evening

[future_sandworm]

The week before, Leto had been given a DVD by professor Mitchell, which was supposed to clarify certain questions Leto had had regarding British comedy. He hadn't had the opportunity to watch this until now. So this evening Leto was seated on the couch in front of the TV, watching Dark Serpent, the frown on his face increasing.

"Great Maker, are they insane?"

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[future_sandworm]

Leto watched her leave, quiet and thoughtful, and then wrapped his arm tighter around Fiona.

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Fiona had never been one to enjoy mathematics, but they were pretty simple in this case.

She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"Tell me sometime?"

Not now, not in a week. When he wanted to. When he felt he could.

[future_sandworm]

He smiled at her. "If I can," he said. "It's Dinah's story to tell."

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She nodded and settled against him, happy to spend the time relaxing comfortably with someone who wanted her there.