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Lenandel waited while Iridessa finished settling the business with the guard Tyrell had punched, and once Tyrell was gone and Iridessa sat back down with him, he smiled down at her. "If I could drape my legs across your lap I would, but you don't really have any lap left," he teased, groaning a bit as he shifted positions and sat upright next to her instead of lying on the couch like he had been. "You'll have a lap in a little while, though, and a little baby to put in it," he said with a grin.