Lilly's body tenses when Greta drops into a crouch next to her but, before she can decide whether to react or not, she's being asked about her drawing. Immediately she relaxes and she gives a sharp, jerking nod of her head. Setting down the marker, she points to the others she's drawn.
"Victoria. Mama," she states. She presses her fingertip against the cliff. "Mama 'ump. Lilly 'ump. Victoria stay." Her lower lip juts out slightly, trembles for a moment, before she bites down on it. She misses her sister, far more than she can truly express, but pushes the feeling aside in lieu of eating the biscuit she's holding.
Once it's gone, and quickly so, she reaches for another marker - this one yellow - and, humming the song she learned from Mama, begins to do her best to draw the crowns made of flowers that she and her sister were wearing that night. Although a few strokes of the marker against the page and she pauses, glancing briefly to the woman who is now responsible for her.
"G'eta draw too," she says matter-of-factly, tipping her head toward the art supplies before returning her attention to her own drawing and continuing where she's left off.
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"Victoria. Mama," she states. She presses her fingertip against the cliff. "Mama 'ump. Lilly 'ump. Victoria stay." Her lower lip juts out slightly, trembles for a moment, before she bites down on it. She misses her sister, far more than she can truly express, but pushes the feeling aside in lieu of eating the biscuit she's holding.
Once it's gone, and quickly so, she reaches for another marker - this one yellow - and, humming the song she learned from Mama, begins to do her best to draw the crowns made of flowers that she and her sister were wearing that night. Although a few strokes of the marker against the page and she pauses, glancing briefly to the woman who is now responsible for her.
"G'eta draw too," she says matter-of-factly, tipping her head toward the art supplies before returning her attention to her own drawing and continuing where she's left off.