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One thing she'd never expected, not in a million years - the softness that's grown between them. She's come far enough to recognise that all of the pain and hate they enacted on each other had complicated roots but, still, love the other girl as she does, she'd never expected to be standing in a kitchen cooking dinner for the two of them because Harrow (Harrow Nonagesimus, the Reverend Daughter, Ninth Saint to serve the King Undying) had requested a date night.

Gideon leans her elbows on the counter, craning her neck so that she can see Harrow.

"Okay in there?"