Amy finished drawing the unicorn that Leia had asked of her. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been put on the spot. Normally, she did her sketches to relax. But then it had been quite a while since she'd relaxed nor really entertained herself with her true devices.
"Isn't that splendid?" Alfie noticed it right away. He had his hands full with Liam as he sat on the arm of the chair next to Amy. "You're quite good."
"Not that good." Amy winced.
"But, she is, isn't she, Leia?" Alfie smiled and Leia snatched the drawing and danced around with it.
"Its just a unicorn." Amy couldn't help but smile.
"But its a beautiful unicorn. Do you do people?" Alfie wanted to know.
"I could." She shrugged.
"Then do me." He hopped up off the chair.
"You wouldn't." She shook her head.
"I would sit still much longer than she ever would." He looked at Leia who had ran off to her room with the picture.
"Of course, you would." She shook her head.
"Can I see your sketch book?" He asked.
"Its not that full." She shrugged.
She opened it then and there was a picture of Newt with his eyes closed and Liam sleeping on his chest.
"You must frame that." He told her. "You are so wonderful, why have you kept this from us?"
"Its just something I do to relax. Not something I do for work." She told him.
"But you could," Alfie told her. "You very well could."