Sam slid his hand into hers, grateful that she at least seemed to know that much. He wasn't stupid. He knew that Sophie wasn't the sort who was all that used to kids being around. Adults like that gave off a certain vibe, if you knew what to look for and paid close enough attention.
"The park," he answered her question without hesitation. Well, he felt a bit of hesitation as he saw all too easily what she was trying to do, but it didn't sound in his voice. No, instead he knew the answer and gave it willingly and quickly. "Dad took me to the movies and it was nice, and I'd like some new books to read too, but I haven't been to a park since I first got sick."
He missed the park. He missed the sun, the fresh air, other kids, the swings, all of it. True, Sam had never been overly active before - he did enjoy reading a bit more than others his age and spent as much time with his dad as his dad's schedule had permitted - but when he'd had the simple act of being able to go outside taken from him due to illness, he'd missed it instantly and had never stopped missing it.
"But," he added thoughtfully after a second, "there aren't many errands you can run at the park."