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One of the things Saffron loved about where she lived was that despite how many huts seemed to be springing up all over the island, hers continued to remain in relative isolation despite its reasonable distance from the compound. There were no other huts in sight from where she was; the closest thing was the church and even that was hardly right on

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Lex of course was used to living with someone. During the year they were together, they had established a quiet routine with each other around Lex's fencing and teaching and Anatoly's chess. Otherwise, they were together even if it was just quietly reading or playing with Aeneas. It had been thoughtless and easy. Not that living with Helen wasn't easy or that they didn't get along...there were just moments when Lex missed that quiet routine.

He'd spotted her by the stream from the hut and after changing, moved out to join her. His light linen pants were rolled up, as were the sleeves of his white shirt which hung open. It was bare as he could get in the island sun with his fair skin. "Want some company?" He asked with an easy smile as he approached her rock.

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"Sure," Saffron replied, returning Lex's smile and beckoning him over with a tilt of her head. She leaned back and tied her bikini top unhurriedly, with the nonchalance of someone used to being seen in much less.

"I really like that shirt on you, have I ever told you that?" she said, stretching her legs out to dip her bare feet in the water. "White's a good color for you."

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Lex wasn't the type to be bashful, so she could have been sunbathing nude and it wouldn't have phased him. In fact, it would have been tame compared to his partying days in Metropolis. So it was a simple matter to just walk up to the rock and sit beside her, offering to help tie the back.

He grinned at her compliment. "Thank you. I never could wear white without a suit at home. I was so pale, it made me look like a ghost, especially after I lost my hair." He looked down at his arm that now had a healthy light tan that was mostly freckles thanks to his old red hair. "i guess I have the island to thank for finally giving me some color. Enjoying a quiet afternoon?" He asked with friendly curiousity.

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Saffron let him help with the tying, smiling at him in thanks as he settled next to her. She studied him, idly smoothing a corner of his collar as she did so. "I can't imagine you with hair," she said thoughtfully after a moment, then winked at him with a playful smile. "I think you're pretty handsome this way anyhow."

She looked down at his arms, then her own. "It's the same for me. I used to be terrible pale," she said. Even now, her tan wasn't all that dark, at least not as dark as the amount of time she spent in the sun would seem to make it. "I am. You know how busy I can get with the club; it's nice sometimes to just sit a spell and relax."