Now I'm sure that it's true
Just fine, or just foine, Sohalia? Don't worry Soh, Koa will never fail to take a compliment as a compliment, gracing her with a preening grin and planting a kiss below her ear, his right arm tightening fondly around her. With his left he continues to hold the picture, gazing at it with the admiration of one who grew up around artisans and lacks any lick of talent himself.
The promise of a present is very appealing to Pip, who immediately looks up from the pencil she's been chewing on, her long ears perked in eager anticipation. And though unable to hide her disappointment when the offered gift is not a treat, the little dragon is entranced enough by her likeness to quickly forget this slight. She rises on hind legs to investigate further, forepaws clasping Soh's fingers for balance as she investigates the art. "I think she likes it," Koa translates somewhat unnecessarily, for Pip's low purrs speak for themselves. "It's wonderful. We'll have to frame it, right, Pip?
"We have something for you, too," the boy adds, reaching behind him to grab the discarded basket and the flowers inside. "Nothing so great as a portrait, but..." He brings the boquet into view for her, all boyish smile and puppy-dog anticipation of having done good. "These were my Ma's favorites," Koa explains of the forget-me-nots. "She used to leave some by my bed, when she went on deployment. Said it was so I'd have sweet dreams of her."
He breaks away a sprig of blue blooms, tucking it tenderly behind Soh's ear. "Hopefully now you won't forget me when you're off on your adventures." He flashes what he hopes is his most charming grin.
and I'm nothing like you
