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Aizi stood and put her hand lightly on his shoulder to lead him out. She didn't respond to the "extrodinary man" comment, She even grimaced a bit. She didn;t live far, just up the road on the floor above 'Miss Caramine's Florist'. It was up a flight of rickety stairs and in a half broken run down door, right into the cottage style apartment. The walls were cracked and the windows leaked, but it was easy to see it was a family place. Not even two steps in the door she was bum-rushed by the twins which she greated warmly and dropped to her knees to smother in kisses. They were followed by a slow moving old woman with a cane "thank you so much miss Caramine...." she said though her attentions were on her long missed babies.

After a minute or two, Aizabeth stood and introduced him "Alright kiddos, this is our new friend Jason, like Jason Voorhees, only cooler. And lesss homocidal. Be NICE Logan." she said sternly as Logan rose a finger as if he were about to say something. They had to be about 8. Maybe 9 tops. "Come on handsome I'll show you to your room."

It took a moment to realize it, but she lead him to the master suite. She'd slept on the couch since Andrew left her, she hasn't been able to sleep there. Her clothes and things were all in the laundry room, along with her bed, a twinsize terror.

She met him with warm eyes. "The closet space, dresser space... Anything already in them, basically the entire room is yours." She said patting his arm. She was maternal, it was in her nature. She knew he'd find clothes in the closet, Andrew took nothing with him. But she'd forgotten about the "future box" she left under the bed. "the rules are don't wake up the babies, and if you traumatize my kids with some "lady" you bring in, I'll beat you. Other than that, spray paint the walls, destroy the drapes, I don't care. You're a grown up, have a life k?" she had a blunt way of putting things, but it wa charming. She was definately a cool mom.

That made her smile, it wasn't often that she met such a polite man around here, especially in her line of work. She was 20, Andrew beleived in starting young. The twins were technically 6 but they aged one and a third years to every one a normal child would, and stopped aging around 18. She'd done her research. "I like you." she said off handedly. THen it was back to buisness. " The hot water doesn't work right, so when you go to take a shower, take a bath or you'll scourch if someone uses the restroom upstairs or down. And I'll bring a personal heater from the laundry room, the windows leak real bad... If I'm not up when you are just come wake me and I'll make breakfast."

"well you wont suffer them here." she said patting her cheek gently and she went to go get the heater. She had a good blanket, she'd survive. She plugged it in and straightened back up "well, welcome home, or to your temporary home at least."

He pointed up "It's called A Knot Club, they've got really good food, and I thought you might like to go to dinner.

She nodded and looked at the place. It looked like a good place and she smiled again. "Alright, then lets go in." She took his hand and kind of stood behind him, it slowly hitting her that she was in public now and she wasn't covered. Someone would probably notice her tattoo on her neck, which she had forgotten.