Raphael was silent for a moment. Brows pulling into a slight frown, he asked, “This is going to be a problem?”
“They’re going to freak out,” I said frankly.
“You Earth people do have an unusual turn of phrase.” His frown smoothed itself slightly as something seemed to occur to him. “But in your world, you are certainly considered to be an adult with full autonomy. How much difficulty can they cause?”
“You don’t know my parents.” Raphael shot me an ironic glance at that remark, so I added, “All right, you know them slightly. But you don’t know them as my parents. When they find out that the former Otto the Soul Crusher has designs on their daughter, they’re going to go ballistic.”
From the baffled look in his eyes, I got the impression he’d only followed about fifty percent of my commen
