"I don't think I've seen Noonlight either."

"...yeah that's bad." 

He tries Noonlight's room first, and — "or maybe it isn't!" 

"--please tell everybody else they should not walk in on me."

"I will do that! We were going to go to the Met, I assume you don't want to." 

Noonlight whimpers and pulls Lev back down. 

"--I do want someone to pinch-hit for a bit at some point because I am sore and need a shower and showering with Noonlight doesn't work very well because it just becomes shower sex. But I don't really want to stop fucking the hot alien Sasha in heat long enough to go to the Met."

"Fair enough," he says, and kisses his forehead, and, "I'll talk to Asher. Love you." 

Levva wants to go to the Met!

Good. (It's really good seeing Levva interested.) 

He can read everything out loud in Russian; they have audio guides in most major languages but he's pretty sure nobody's going to want one. 

Levva is FASCINATED by EVERYTHING about how human cultures work and forgets that he's supposed to think he's an idiot.

Cascadilev has a list of things he wants to see! (He is really sad that he can't ask Lily what she thinks he should see.)

Lev Abramov keeps saying "but what about this thing?" and then remembering that it was painted in the 2400s.

It is a lot of walking but it's a beautiful space full of beautiful things and he has someone explaining them to him and this is very good. 

He can try and take them through Cascadilev's list of things but the nature of big museums is that you get kind of lost in them. 

After half an hour or so he picks up Smolsha and carries him. 

Awwww, cute.

This is an excellent museum day.

It really is. 

And at the end he smiles directly at Levva when he says, "Let's go home." 

Bounce bounce.

"Let's go home!"