A wry chuckle escaped Jiàn Gāng's lips. "Alright, alright. Seems like it's settled then. The Future Witch is going on... to a mansion." He turned to Alex, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Just make sure she doesn't eat all your snacks, kid."
"Hey, I'm not a bottomless pit! Besides, with all the cooking I'll be doing, you won't even miss a few cookies."
A wave of relief washed over Alex. He hadn't known what to expect when they'd come seeking Xiomara's help, but this turn of events was far better than he could have imagined. She could be with Frey all the time and take care of the mansion.
"Then take me with you, Alex," Xiomara said, her voice surprisingly gentle as she used his name for the first time. A hint of vulnerability flickered in her cloudy eye, a stark contrast to her usual bravado.
