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his head cocked in fascination as she walked him through the different words and forms of love in her language. surya grew slightly uncomfortable as she explained what she had called him. . .but touched, no doubt. did she really feel so strongly? he wondered what he done to merit such devotion.

we have a lot of words for love, too, he replied, latching onto the part of the conversation he could tackle in this moment. prem, pyaar, ishq, mohabbat. . . i don't know if one is stronger than another; you mostly just use the one that. . .sounds best, or touches your heart. he smiled, gazing at her. pyaare means 'lover,' though.

and was she. . .his pyaare? could he in all sincerity call her that?

time would tell. for now, he drew closer and tucked himself against aphrodite's frame, enjoying the feeling of their embrace. taking in the myriad emotions that rippled over him by doing so.

time would tell.