Desiree gave her “daughter” a small grin as she piped up. Still, she didn’t do anything to give Milena what she wanted. Instead, the young woman drove off to her house so that she could let the children run around there.
Meanwhlie, Dimitri had been rather tired, so he had spent his lunch hour napping on Edgeworth’s couch. His wings draped over him and onto the floor.