"They were arguing about something."
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"Let me understand this correctly," Maximillian slowly said after he arrived at Dunham's ward. Julian had just finished cutting up an apple for Dunham, and the teenager devoured each piece as if he had never enjoyed anything tastier.
"You do have other stories to tell me other than your sudden rise to celebrity level, right?"
Julian could not help but snicker.
"That by itself is an old, antiquated story, my dear," he claimed while patting the empty spot next to him on the couch, urging Maximillian to take a seat. "After all, these evolutionists have gathered quite a number of fans from the day of their arrival at the hospital."
"Is that so?"
Maximillian bent down to give Julian a peck on the lips.
"I didn't see anyone outside rooting for the other three, my love."
