Chloe looked slightly saddened when Isabella mentioned Josef. Not for herself, but because he could no longer do the things that he enjoyed. She wasn’t sure if he had enjoyed to fish but now she would never know. She quickly shook her head and brought a smile back to her face. “Learning how to fish would probably be beneficial.” From what she had heard, she wasn’t sure how much help Nathan could offer but it was probably better than nothing. Before she had realized it, Isabella was standing up and offering her hand to her and Chloe took it with a smile and a nod.

She followed Isabella down to a treehouse, staring in awe at the craftsmanship. “Wow.” Chloe mumbled. She couldn’t remember the last time she had seen a treehouse, but it felt like a long time. Nodding, she followed Isabella up the tree. As she ascended she took glimpses inside but didn’t get a good look until she was actually in the house. “That’s a lot of love.” She commented, chuckling a bit before making her way to the cushions and sitting down. She could feel their age, but she didn’t mind. 

She watched as Isabella carefully pulled out a hidden painting. She was very interested to see what it was, but Isabella kept it away from her sight, which confused her and made her a bit curious. 

The girl made her way towards Chloe and a round pillow and Chloe watched her with curiosity until she pulled out a chocolate bar. She chuckled, watching as the girl climbed out the window onto a branch. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” She asked, getting up from her cushion and following after her. As the girl motioned her over, Chloe nodded and carefully climbed out of the house and walked along the branch before sitting beside Isabella. “You have to be carefully they don’t see you do this. Monkey see, monkey do after all.” She said chuckling. She took the other half of the chocolate bar and split it into quarters. She wasn’t too big into chocolate and wanted to share some with Josef and Joan. Perhaps she would be able to see them smile as well. She smiled softly at the thought, popping her small piece into her mouth.

Finally she turned her attention back to Isabella, having forgotten to thank her for the chocolate. “Wha….what’s wrong?” She asked, moving a bit closer to her. Seeing the bubbly girl cry worried her. She truly hoped that if anything they were happy tears. “D….do you need a hug?” She asked very carefully.