"Maybe you will be," Aubrey said, grinning across at her and giving her a brotherly prod in the stomach. He watched the light glance off the lion charm as it swayed gently on its string, angling it towards her for a moment. "If y'are, I'll have to get you one of your own pretty soon." It'd be nice if she was, but the Davis family was not one to set store by houses, and he didn't suppose it would much affect Henrietta, wherever she ended up. She'd make the most of school anywhere.
Nice that she wanted to be like him though, he supposed. It made him feel good, strangely; perhaps because he'd never been that before, a role model, someone to take after. He was nothing special, see. Was as ordinary a bloke as anyone. Probably wouldn't change the world. (Henrietta might, he considered.)
"For now," Aubrey said with a wide smile, stretching over to present her with a package from him in turn, "this one's for you. How about that?" They didn't have much space for luxury, so her present had to be primarily useful, but that didn't mean it couldn't be wrapped up and all.
Nice that she wanted to be like him though, he supposed. It made him feel good, strangely; perhaps because he'd never been that before, a role model, someone to take after. He was nothing special, see. Was as ordinary a bloke as anyone. Probably wouldn't change the world. (Henrietta might, he considered.)
"For now," Aubrey said with a wide smile, stretching over to present her with a package from him in turn, "this one's for you. How about that?" They didn't have much space for luxury, so her present had to be primarily useful, but that didn't mean it couldn't be wrapped up and all.
Formerly known as Davis, Elijah Urquart's pet hedgehog.