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[friend_of_lucy]

The scones are not doing what they're supposed to. Tumnus is glaring at them as he's rather covered with flour.

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[called_lioness]

Eventually, there's a soft knock at the door. Lucy's wearing a jumper this time, which helps the cold a bit, and she's brought a small package with her.

[friend_of_lucy]

He opens the door and brushes the flour off as his eyes go rather wide,

"You came back!"

[called_lioness]

"Of course! I said I would, didn't I?" she grins, brushing at her clothing and hair to remove the flakes that have gathered. "Are you having tea?"

[friend_of_lucy]

"Yes, yes I am."

The scones that aren't working are hidden under a cloth as he sets the kettle going while he comes closer, offering a hand.

[called_lioness]

"Shall I help you with anything?" Lucy asks curiously, peering around at the faun's home.

It always seems so nice to her and cozy, and the titles of the books like The Myth of Man fascinate her.

[friend_of_lucy]

"If you look in that cupboard, I do believe there might be some butter. I'll just put the kettle on and get this floury apron off."

Tumnus starts bustling about, finding the bread and the kettle and smiling as she looks at the books,

"Most of them seem to be terribly wrong if you're to an example of Men."

[called_lioness]

"Do they? Perhaps you should write a new one, then," she says with a grin as she does her best to balance butter without knocking anything else in the cupboard over.

"A very accurate one." Or, perhaps, she thinks, that is no the best idea with the Witch about.

[friend_of_lucy]

"I think I'd have to learn a lot more before I did that, but maybe someday."

He's not sure where he would be able to do the best research though.

[called_lioness]

"Perhaps you'll be better able to if you should meet my brothers and sister someday!"

Assuming that they ever come, rather than just thinking she's playing a silly game.

Lucy scowls for a moment before being distracted by peering at a quilt.

[friend_of_lucy]

"I should like that. Oh is something wrong?"

The kettle is whistling but he doesn't like to see her so unhappy.

[called_lioness]

"No--no, not really," Lucy decides, after thinking about it. "The kettle's ready, isn't it?"

[friend_of_lucy]

"Oh yes."

He pours out the water and gives her another look,

"If you're sure since I'm glad to listen."

[called_lioness]

"That is because you're lovely that way, Mr Tumnus," she says with a smile, and then admits, "I'm--I'm a bit cross with my siblings at the moment. I'm not sure I should really like to talk much about it, though."

[friend_of_lucy]

He nods and brings the pot over, giving her a serious look,

"Why shouldn't you talk about it?"

[called_lioness]

"I suppose I'm not sure I want to very much," she says slowly after a moment.

"They upset me."

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus leans over and squeezes her hand,

"I'm sorry they did that and hopefully they'll apologize to you."

[called_lioness]

"Perhaps." She smiles tentatively after a minute. "Perhaps when they meet you they'll say so."

[friend_of_lucy]

His smile is rather cautious,

"I'd like to meet them someday."

[called_lioness]

"Oh, I should like you to! Quite a bit!"

Lucy's face brightens, and then the smile fades a bit as she remembers that Edmund, at least, has been to Narnia.

"--Do you think we could have tea now, perhaps?"

[friend_of_lucy]

"Oh yes, shouldn't let it get cold."

It does him a lot of good to hear her say that, he was rather foolishly worried, she wouldn't want her family to know him.