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Rey was having a quiet, and probably late, night. She was going through one of the old texts, an extremely long project that required translating several languages, some of which were almost dead, on very, very old pages. It was maybe the nerdiest thing she did and she loved it, but it was also probably the most time-consuming thing she'd ever do.

She was hunched over her coffee table with notebooks she'd largely filled with notes that she hadn't wanted to write into the books, pretty sure at some point she was going to blink and see that several hours had gone by.

[For one!]

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Well, the one too many outfits that Tony may or may not have ordered for Steve after getting free reign at the party last night had arrived. The wonders of shipping when you were in a multiversal nexus point. Also rich. Being rich helped a lot.

So, he was carefully just hiding it all away before Steve could realize just how much it was. Just so, so much.

[for the husband]