[She knows he's watching her, inspecting her, and she finally understands what people mean when they say they feel like they're naked and being examined with a magnifying glass. It isn't entirely comfortable, but she isn't completely bothered by it, because this is Heine. Her friend, her--
Nill looks up from the string, because she doesn't know how to finish that thought yet.
A smile does work its way to her lips though. She leans forward, reaching under the coffee table to pull out a stack of books. They're all about social work and child psychology and such.]
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Nill looks up from the string, because she doesn't know how to finish that thought yet.
A smile does work its way to her lips though. She leans forward, reaching under the coffee table to pull out a stack of books. They're all about social work and child psychology and such.]