"What's going on between you and Cosima?"Cal was in Mrs. S.'s kitchen with Sarah. Well, Sarah's kitchen now. Delphine, Cosima and Kira were all out and he took advantage of their absence to ask the question that had been plaguing him for a while, especially since his talks with Helena and Felix.

"Nothing."

Cal nodded, accepting Sarah's honest, if bristle answer. " You know, now that things are calmer…I was thinking it could be nice living together…me, you and Kira."

"You don't have a home. You live in camper."

"I have a home," he reminded her. "Just not here."

"Exactly. I went there when I was running away," Sarah said, making it clear that it wasn't an option, even now that, as he said, things were calmer.

"I can look for one here," Cal offered, but Sarah looked away. "You live with Delphine."

"I'm not going to kick her out, if she leaves, Cosima leaves." She stiffened at his tone.

"Then come live with me." Cal smiled at her encouraging and hopeful.

"But what about Cosima?"

"What about her?" he sighed, frustrated.

"I'm home!" Delphine's cheery voice interrupted them. "Hey Sarah. Cal." She added more reserved.

"Hello Delphine," he greeted her politely before falling silent. He didn't know how to behave with her. The last time he saw her, he had expressed his doubts about her, and Sarah had gotten mad and stormed out. He had coped with that, Felix giving him a bit of insight, but he still didn't know how to act. Should he apologize? Ignore it like everyone seemed to do

"I got you something." Delphine put a box on the table.

"What is it?" Sarah frowned.

"Truffles. You said you've never had them."

"Tante Delphine!" Kira ran in, hugging her legs, as if she hadn't seen her just the previous evening, as if they didn't live in the same house. Little things like that were what let them know that all the appearances and disappearances of people in her life; due to kidnapping, forced leaves or just to handle the clones mess without involving her, had left a mark.

"Bonjour petit singe."

"What's this?" Kira saw the box on the table.

"Truffles. Tu veux goûter?"

"Are you trying to corrupt my daughter?" Sarah asked with a serious and suspicious expression.

"What?"

"All this French." Sarah shivered in mock disgust.

Delphine laughed. "Oui."

"I hope you have a good reason for running away from me like that, monkey!" Cosima stated loudly. "Oh, def good," she said arriving in the kitchen and seeing Delphine. She went up to her to give her a soft kiss on the lips.

"Bonjour mon amour."

"Bonjour mon petit chiot."

"At least this time you didn't call her a cabbage." Kira commented off-handedly while eating and Sarah suppressed a proud smirk.

Cosima turned to fake glare at the child. "Oh, truffles." She lit up at the sight, prompting a laugh from Sarah at how easily she had been distracted.

"They are Sarah's," Delphine admonished Cosima, who was already snatching one.

"But I'm your girlfriend!" Cosima protested. "The puppy eyes won't work on me," she informed Sarah, who was looking at her as if pleading her to let her have the last truffle.

"She's the original puppy." Delphine confirmed. Sarah kept staring at Cosima as her clone took half a bite.

Cosima groaned. "Just because you're you." She offered the other half to Sarah, who didn't hesitate to eat it from her fingers.

"I'm going to go," Cal cleared his throat, pushing away a lock of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes.

"Oh, hey dude! Sorry," Cosima apologized for not having greeted him. "You can stay. I mean, there are no more truffels, but..." she shrugged, smiling at him.

"No, no, it's okay," he moved towards the door. "I...have...things to do." He nodded to himself. "Just wanted to say hello." he continued hugging Kira goodbye. "So...bye."

"Bye!" Cosima waved at him. Then she turned to the other women as soon as she heard the door closing. "Was he a bit strange or it's just me?"

The little French used here as been brought to you by Google translate. Any correction is welcome.