[she smiles back, shyly but warmly. she's trying not to think about the situation too deeply. there are so few people here she feels even somewhat comfortable around, she's not about to pass up this opportunity to perhaps form a bond of friendship.
and she smiles wider at his explanation] So my father used to tell me. Tell me, what sort of painting do you like best? Portraits, landscapes?
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and she smiles wider at his explanation] So my father used to tell me. Tell me, what sort of painting do you like best? Portraits, landscapes?