"That's good," Mary said, not really able to focus much on what he was actually saying right now. He was still so beautiful, so hard and strong and-

I've missed you so much, was all she wanted to say. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and bury her face in his chest. She wanted to kiss him and feel his body pressed against her.

But Huitzilopotchli had left her. Huitzilopotchli had made her fall in love with him and then abandoned her back into the world.

"This is awkward," Mary finally admitted.