"Mila?" Zach's ears perked with interest and a grin before he realized that it wouldn't quite be appropriate to discuss someone like Mila in front of Gwawr. Whatever Yuri's connection to her might be. "Eh, we'll see you then."
"Can I take my book?" Clare said before she scampered off to fetch it. Zach's eyes followed her fondly - the book to which she referred was the battered volume of Dickinson he'd given her on the day Yuri had dropped her off. It had taken the place of a stuffed animal, accompanying her to bed and school as if it was a favorite blanket.