Harvey nodded and smiled in return, then crawled back up on the couch by Rhiannon.
"That was very sweet, buddy," Rhiannon said since Anabella didn't seem inclined to, and pressed a kiss to Harvey's forehead. "Will you color more nice things for all of us?" She figured if Harvey was too busy coloring, he wouldn't pay attention to the occasional look Anabella gave her or the tension in the room. Tristan seemed to be ignoring it easy enough, but then again this was his mother and the house he'd grown up in. He was probably long used to it.
"Of course I will," Harvey said with a bright smile and got back to coloring on the paper, brow set in concentration.