Lian squirmed with excitement at his side, smoothing down her dress, a gift from her mother, for the hundredth time and double checking to make sure Roy was still holding the brightly wrapped package as he knocked on the door of the apartment. When the door opened she burst forward with a squeal of joy, “ Chúc Dì sinh nhật vui vẻ nhé ! ! ” she practically shouted, still young enough to have no concept of volume control, and hurled herself into Artemis’s arms. “ Chúc sinh nhật vui vẻ ! ” He repeated in slightly butchered Vietnamese, something Lian had been schooling him on because he had picked up an embarrassingly little of the language from Jade. // @herstripes / birthday !









