"What excuse were you going to give Elsa and Evan if they'd returned?"
The still-unclothed Holo turned away from Lawrence.
"What do you mean, what excuse?"
"For killing me."
Holo gave a rare look of genuine embarrassment, then wrinkled her nose.
"Were I a human female, you would have no cause to complain if I killed you."
"I'd have no ability to complain, being dead."
She looked so cold that he wanted to hold her simply to warm her up. She looked up at his face and waited for him to continue.
"What do you wish to do?"
"That is what I should ask you."
Her quick retort took him by surprise. He looked up at the sky. Even now, Holo was still Holo. She could almost kill him in a blind rage one moment, then sit there demanding to be held in the next.
He embraced her, and felt her chin come to rest on his shoulder, sighing contentedly. She was certainly cold all the way through, now that her wrath had subsided. But he wasn't going to let her off the hook that easily.
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