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Anselm was surprised to be greeted by Druid. He didn’t know what rearing children entailed, but maybe she’d been taking a break at the perfect time. 

He stepped back, allowing the two the floor. There was little he could contribute to this conversation, so his attention instead slipped to the raccoon, who slid underneath Fiona when Druid arrived. This gesture must be customary — so Anselm took it a little less personally now that he knew. 

Confusingly, Fiona addressed Druid as something else. Anselm kept quiet, missing the quick beat of disgust on Fiona’s face as his gaze was once again trailing to the lunchbox between her legs.