Martin glances up from reading his favourite spellbook in an armchair he's found in a private corner of the HQ. "Hi Bea. Something up?"
Spending his teenage years on a team of beautiful (and very fit he's noticed) women, there's been a few awkward moments but he's made it a point to stay proffesional. It didn't mean he hadn't noticed them, especially one of his saner teammates, but he'd assumed they all viewed him as a little brother so he'd kept any attraction he held quiet. Although he never seemed to be able to keep secrets from Bea, she probably knew.
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