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Evelyn blinked at Anthony's sudden excitement, not quite startled but worried his voice might wake up their sleeping companions. "That's a great idea," she said with a little smile. "I'm sure Luca would like that." It would probably end up a sort of routine, if they kept going back to the lake. She was sure if he knew he could paint and keep them, he would start looking for rocks with that in mind.
Luca was dozing already, chest rising and falling with calm, even breaths, and for a moment Evelyn couldn't quite believe how unbelievably fond she had become of him in such a short time, enough so that anyone who treated him well earned points towards her favor. ". . . Thank you," she said softly, after a pause, looking down at his sleeping face, "for being so kind to him. It will be good for him, having a friend who isn't a . . . caretaker, I suppose is the word." She brushed a few strands of hair delicately away from his eyes, and finally looked at Anthony again, expression calm but sympathetic still. "I know he can be difficult to work with, sometimes, so please let me know if you ever get frustrated." She didn't want him thinking he had to always be so tolerant, or that he couldn't get upset with the way Luca interacted with the world. Caring for Luca fell primarily on her, and on Garrett. It was all right not to have endless patience all the time.
Luca was dozing already, chest rising and falling with calm, even breaths, and for a moment Evelyn couldn't quite believe how unbelievably fond she had become of him in such a short time, enough so that anyone who treated him well earned points towards her favor. ". . . Thank you," she said softly, after a pause, looking down at his sleeping face, "for being so kind to him. It will be good for him, having a friend who isn't a . . . caretaker, I suppose is the word." She brushed a few strands of hair delicately away from his eyes, and finally looked at Anthony again, expression calm but sympathetic still. "I know he can be difficult to work with, sometimes, so please let me know if you ever get frustrated." She didn't want him thinking he had to always be so tolerant, or that he couldn't get upset with the way Luca interacted with the world. Caring for Luca fell primarily on her, and on Garrett. It was all right not to have endless patience all the time.