"They are dragons… and black. Is that what you like about them, Nectus?"
I shook my head.
"No… look, they are just cool, yeah?"
"Cold? I thought you liked warmth…"
"No-no, I mean—wait, are you making fun of me? Amby, you *know* what 'cool' means! I… I already had to explain to you 'hot' and 'cool' like…" I gasped. "At least twice! Or thrice!"
Ambrosia turned to me, and the sight was like a Cupid's arrow striking my heart.
She was smiling, almost teasingly so.
"And you finally caught on, Nectus. Took you longer than I thought, considering you say that you have a 'giga-brain'."
I opened and closed my mouth like a dumb, lovestruck fish.
"You—Since when?—I thought—Amby, but this is just *cruel*!"
Now she outright giggled.
"It will be good to have you in Hive Supremo all the time again, Nectus. Although you always mated with me on time, I missed listening to your silly words and watching your silly smiles."
She turned back to the dragons and shook her head.
