Lucas sets his head snugly against Margot's shoulder without even looking up, his arms still wrapped tightly around the dog patiently settled on its haunches in front of him. Boney glances towards Margot and pants good-naturedly.
"Boney says hi. ...He also says you smell like ketchup." A brief pause. "I think that means he thinks you smell nice."
A slightly longer pause after that non-sequitur. "...Do you remember the drawings I used to do, Miss Margot?" The ones that were probably really awful, but that no one had the heart to tell him were awful. At least the ones back at the beginning. "I think I did one like this once. Just... relaxing. I don't think we've had peace in a long time."
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Lucas sets his head snugly against Margot's shoulder without even looking up, his arms still wrapped tightly around the dog patiently settled on its haunches in front of him. Boney glances towards Margot and pants good-naturedly.
"Boney says hi. ...He also says you smell like ketchup." A brief pause. "I think that means he thinks you smell nice."
A slightly longer pause after that non-sequitur. "...Do you remember the drawings I used to do, Miss Margot?" The ones that were probably really awful, but that no one had the heart to tell him were awful. At least the ones back at the beginning. "I think I did one like this once. Just... relaxing. I don't think we've had peace in a long time."