Silas smiled at her, inwardly relieved. He didn't know what he would have done if she hadn't decided to go with him--not only was he severly touch-phobic, he had no idea how to pick up a child, and he had a certain hazy idea that you weren't supposed to touch angels anyway. This Camilla might or might not be an angel, but he thought it best to err on the side of caution.
"I do not, little Camilla," he said, wholly unaware of just what he was getting himself into. "You will have to teach me."
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Date: 2007-04-15 05:09 pm (UTC)"I do not, little Camilla," he said, wholly unaware of just what he was getting himself into. "You will have to teach me."