"After seein' you nearly fall over on top o' poor Tony more than a few times, I had to start paying attention, 's all," she explained, hoping she wasn't making him sound like an invalid. He never seemed too keen on talking about his human-ness. "You get the hang of it pretty quick though, swear."

Rose paused for a moment and narrowed her eyes at him. "You don't need a bedtime story," she decided, popping a last chip in her mouth before wiping her hands on an elegant cloth napkin. "Got more 'n enough imagination all on your own."