Alvin clapped his hands happily, then looked at Crystal and said with a smile, "I'm glad you're so understanding. Actually, if you like it here, you can stay and enjoy yourself for a few days.
"If you were the first to discover this place, it would be unreasonable of us to kick you out.
"But only for a few days..."
As he spoke, Alvin pointed at Pepper, who was sitting in a chair with her heavily pregnant belly, and said with a smile, "We have a woman here who's about to give birth. We need a quiet environment...
"Maybe you can come visit again after a while..."
Only then did Crystal finally let go of her worries. Alvin didn't seem to have any interest in who she was at all.
Her abilities, her huge dog—everything seemed perfectly ordinary to them. Even the boy she had "hurt" didn't seem too bothered by it.
Actually, Alvin had lost interest in Crystal as soon as she agreed to leave. He just never would have guessed that this Crystal was the princess of the Inhumans on the Moon.
Although Crystal's clothes weren't exactly ordinary, Alvin considered himself well-traveled, and he still couldn't connect her with aliens.
To Alvin, Crystal seemed like a girl from somewhere like Kamar-Taj: sweet-looking, with a pleasant air about her. Apart from that, she was no different from any other girl.
Alvin had finished eating, so he called over Frank and Stark, who had finished as well, intending to leave the dining table to the women.
They should be able to get along. The three men could stay out of the way. Being too friendly with a pretty young woman wouldn't do much for a harmonious married life later...
Watching Alvin take out cigars and light one for himself, Stark,