Chapter 25“You’ll forgive me if I keep this meeting short,” Doc Labyrinth said, taking a seat opposite her, placing the tray down between them and indicating that she take her tea as he himself reached for his coffee.
Around them, the noise of the Pacific Diner was a low minimum, the evening tables inhabited only by the most wayward of souls.
“Where are you staying?” he asked.
“With Eirian,” Poppy replied sullenly.
A look of mild surprise formed on Labyrinth’s face.
“The Welsh boy?”
She looked up.
“They’re not a boy, they’re non-binary,” she answered sharply.
A patronising smile crossed his lips.
“That’s not how biology works,” he offered.
Poppy rolled her eyes.
“I don’t have an interest in discussing the differences between identity and assigned s*x with you, Grandfather.”
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