"Right?" he agreed. "Hopefully everyone can just..get awesome jobs and keep at them til they're too old to do it anymore. I want to draw til I get arthritis in my hands."
"And I hope you do too," he replied. "I don't think so, but I love you too."
"Oh, he knows," he told her. "I just don't think he cares. She had a run-in with Hecate that scared her so bad she stopped eating and sleeping. The whole thing's a mess, and she's terrified of ever even meeting you or your sisters on the street."