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[Clutching her stuffed elephant to her chest, frowning. She's not sure about this being away from Mommy and Daddy business.]

I'll have friends to play with, now? [More frowning. She's not buying it.] Daddy says t'cause trouble.

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[He chuckles at her squirming and shrugs before shifting to let her get off.] Only if you ask politely.

[She climbs off his lap, elephant in tow, and tugs on his hand with a huff of frustration.] Play with me, please.

Alright, alright. [He's laughing though as he stands up.]

[She drags him over to a table before releasing his hand, moving to a corner and coming back with two coloring books and some crayons.

Crawling into the chair beside him, she passes over the book with the princess on the front, taking the one filled with pictures of baby animals for herself. Have fun, James.]

[Yup he, sure will. He's just going to idly flip through it at first to find something to color as he talks to her now.]

You do this with your father a lot?

[She glances in his direction as she flattens down the page she's chosen, a simple outline of a bear standing near a stream.] I don't like princesses.

[She shakes her head.] He draws. Mommy colors.

No? Why is that?

[And he chuckles at that, but nods.] That I can understand fully.

They're boring. [Yeah, she's not the frilly type.]

[She nods, carefully selecting her colors, laying out different shades of blue until she's satisfied. Her father has taught her to be exact.] He says he's playing, but it's really work.

So you claim.

[He settles on one princess and digs out a crayon (blue) to start on it.] Of course it is, your father is always working sadly.

[And now she's looking at him curiously.] Do you like princesses?

[She starts on the stream, shading it carefully.] He thinks I don't know.

[He shrugs and then reaches over to tap her on the nose.] Only two, and one I do believe is now a queen. [His voice is a little sad at that but he wipes it away quickly as he goes back to coloring.]

Of course not, your father is oblivious to the obvious.

[She giggles, but at the sadness in his voice, she edges closer to him. Even not entirely understanding, she instinctively wants to offer comfort.]

S'okay. He doesn't know how to play.

[He smiles at that and just makes sure to keep that sadness out of his voice as he goes on.]

No, he really doesn't now does he?

[She shakes her head.] But don't tell him.

Of course not. [he smiles at that and reaches over to tap her nose.] Now, besides coloring, what else shall we do today?

[That earns another giggle.] Can we swing?

Of course my dear, where is it? [And a grin here yup.]

Outside. [Yes, she thinks that's the clearest answer.]

Where outside darling? [He's just smiling though.]

Beside the flowers. [Which translates to near the garden. See, she can be slightly more specific.]

[Which is a great help really and he nods, reaching over to tap her nose playfully.] Very well then, yes we can go to the swing.

[She grins, eyes lighting up.] Can we go to the swing now?

[He chuckles and nods.] Yes, we can go to the swing now.

[Abandoning coloring book and crayons, she slides off the chair, reaching for his hand, practically bouncing.]

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