Louis laughed at that and nodded. It wasn't perfect French, but she could always learn when she was a bit older. He nodded. "Bonjour, Velma." He bowed to her a bit and then reached out to take her hand, holding it in hers. She was so tiny and looked like her father.
"So what's wrong?" Louis asked her as he ran his thumb over the back of her hand. "What's making you so sick?"
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