He watched and read her. This was the watery observation of a great white shark from behind the safety glass of an aquarium's walk through tunnel. Although for all of the unconcern fettered in his seafaring eyes, Lukas must have been under the impression that he was watching a goldfish. No, an angelfish.
Curse? Him?! His smile bloomed immediate, charmed at the idea that a colored sleeve of currency could be any such thing.
Rather than reach for a pen or a marker in his pocket, Lukas mouthed his reply with careful ambition. It's a beautiful smile. If she didn't understand what he'd said, it was for the best.