The only thing she was worried about was whether Isaiah would be rude to this new person. The disgruntled mad scientist had been moodier and moodier as she had cleaned things up and had added a personal touch to things in the old Victorian mansion.
Pacing around the fountain that they were supposed to meet up at, she triple checked her list of things against what she had in the duffle bag over her shoulder to make sure she had enough supplies for cleaning, as well as some other audiobook CDs to pop into the little setup she had going there in the lab. The battery pack she had on her was charged enough that he could probably make his way through one or two of the books while she cleaned around. But she did have half a mind to leave it running while she wasn't there and put on one of those icky romance novels her mum sometimes bought.
It was while she was on that thought, while making a face, that she noticed someone approaching. And for a moment, she thought that maybe they were a princess and found herself staring in wonder.
Rejam
