[ It's so very easy to just shut his eyes and listen to her, her words rolling gently through his mind, and while they don't quite make him drowsy, they make him...peaceful. Like he's listening to music, or the breeze by the sea. That's not to say he doesn't listen to what she says, either — rather, he hangs on every word, letting them paint a picture of her world and what she might have been doing there. ]

So...you were like some kinda superhero team. Protecting the whole world. That's so cool...your grandfather started it?

[ he asked about the g-word!! ]