Damian’s POV
Maya reached out and tugged lightly on my suit sleeve.
I looked down at her tiny fingers, then back at her face.
“Pretty Uncle, can I ask you one more thing?”
“You have asked quite enough.”
“Just one.”
I waited.
“Do you have a little girl living in your big house?”
“No."
“Do you have a little boy?”
“No.”
“Then who plays with you when you are home?”
“I don't need anyone to play with me.”
Maya looked at me with deep pity in her dark eyes. “That must sound very lonely.”
I had faced down armed enemy armies with less annoyance than I felt right now.
“I am not lonely.”
“Leo says big people who don't have kids get grumpy because nobody makes them smile.”
She tilted her head. “Maybe you should get a dog.”
“I do not need a dog.”
“Then you can just eat more candy.”
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