Breen’s eyes went wide.“You are psychic?”
“No.I am a trained therapist.Your expression warmed, and you looked at Poppy with a speculative gleam in your eyes.”
Poppy sighed.“Yeah, he does that.It’s amazing that he still works for Antonio.”
Breen shrugged.“I like it, and there is a lot less thinking when I do the motion capture.I can save all my brain power for dealing with Poppy.I need it.”
Poppy snorted.“Most days, it is just two squirrels wrestling for a gummy bear.”
Breen grinned.
Myro snorted.
Mik looked at Nyssa, who was supervising Dina’s homework on her tablet.“So, do I have a flutist?”
Dina put one thumb in the air.She looked up.“Technically, I am a piper today.”
Mik smiled.“I know.You will be splendid.”
Dina grinned.“You know just what to say.”
“That’s my thing that I do.Pays the bills.”Mik grinned.“Did you want to dress like a game character?”
“The temple priest?”Dina smiled hopefully.“The red one?”
Nyssa chuckled.
“Yup.Can do.This will become a permanent costume, so you are going to lose the school uniform.”
Nyssa smiled.“Not a problem.She has others.”
Mik brought up the image on her phone, showed Dina, and made sure that was the one she wanted.Once that was settled, she hummed and wove the existing fibre into flowing silky robes, a metal and jewelled collar, and wristbands.The stomacher was bronze and had the same glass jewels.
Dina’s smile was wide, and her hair was in a series of connected ponytails, each with a glass jewel on the holder.
Nyssa blinked.“Wow.I need you to do my hair.”
“Find a character image, and I will fix your hair.”
They looked online and got the vaguest of images, but Mik looked at Nyssa.“Hold still, or this will hurt.I am not used to casting up.”
Dina giggled, and Nyssa stood still.
A whisper of sound and Nyssa’s hair was arranged in a swooping cascade of connected ponytails that formed a web down her back.Mik flexed her fingers.“Done.Tip your stylist.”
Dina looked at Nyssa.“Wow.You look stunning.”
Nyssa would have blushed, but she couldn’t get more red.“Thank you, Dina.You look lovely yourself.”
Dina smiled and twirled.
Myro chuckled.
Mik looked at him.“Dude, I have seen you dance with an ice cream cone.Every girl spins when they have the dream dress on.The next step is to get heavily armed and kick in the door and take care of business.”
Dina giggled.“And then dessert!”
Mik grinned.“I knew I liked you.”
