Normality was a good idea, as was directness. Given all his flights of fancy Glitch needed a grounding in the literal in order to focus properly, and he suspected this was far too important to let his mind wander. His posture reflected that notion as he sat straight beside DG, hands clasped in his lap, attentive gaze settled on her.

He frowned, considering, the nodded. "Yes, I think I see what you're saying." With a tilt of his head he put it all together. "So...you don't want to hide it. Our..."

Gods, they couldn't even name it, and absolutely none of the phrases the court would derisively apply were worth considering.