"Oh... he's.... well, he's very kind," Sable replies, curling up on her chair and holding Lulu's hand. "He's fun, he's playful and thoughtful and strangely fragile. He's very sensitive, but not like Miniver. He's just... He's solid and open and so, so beautiful." Sable sips her tea and almost laughs. "And he and my cousin are so... it's rare to see anything like what they have. I envy it. They're like brothers but closer. You should be proud of your son, Lulu. He's a beautiful, beautiful soul."