Tilting her head the curiosity of understanding why he didn’t like Christmas hit her. Lia wasn’t really the type to press people so if she asked she wouldn’t really expect an answer or try and get one out of him. To Lia people could talk as much or as little as possible. It wasn’t fair to annoy people for answers if they were personal to them. The only people Lia bothered for answers, well actually the only person was Lincoln but that was different. Very different.
“Did you finish shopping?” She asked figuring that was a better question, besides Lia might be able to think of ideas or help him take care of some of the dreaded shopping considering he clearly seemed to no enjoy Christmas shopping. Lia mildly wondered if he hated sopping in general. She wouldn’t blame him, shopping could be horribly boring. But that was just Lia, shopping for anything other than things for the pub weren’t things she found fun.
“If you don’t mind me asking, why don’t you like Christmas?” Lia’s expression and tone was more of wondering if he was okay than anything else. Lia herself didn’t like or dislike Christmas that much. To Lia it was just Christmas. Actually she tended to like getting things for her siblings but that was about it. Lia wasn’t too big on Christmas, she loved her siblings birthdays. She liked days that were more important to one single person rather than everyone
“Pretty large, complicated. I have seven siblings.” She said feeling like it was an insane amount. “Four are half siblings.” Oliver was right in thinking it was like a soap opera. Something Lia wished wasn't so true, but she knew it was.