CHAPTER SIX
"Hobbies?" He arched an eyebrow and eyed her quizzically. "I don't know what that is."
"Hobbies are things you do for fun, in your free time, you know, when you aren't traveling across dimensions rescuing people."
She grinned, and he grinned back. The moment of seriousness was broken, leaving a more relaxed sense of closeness between them. Her sense of being connected to him was stronger now.
"Like, I have this ocean diorama I've been working on since I was probably eight years old," she explained. "It started out as a school project, and then I just kept adding things to it—statues, shells, crafts I've made, models I've put together. The thing takes up almost an entire room at my parents' house. I add something new whenever I visit. My dad jokes he wants to turn the room i
