Amy took the coat, but was distracted for a moment at the scene between Aaron and Jackson. It pleased her that Aaron seemed happy to entertain Jackson, and more, seemed to enjoy it. As Jackson won the rhino, Amy smiled. Jackson seemed to have taken to Aaron quite easily, and Amy wondered if Aaron would be opposed to hanging out with Jackson in the future. It would also be nice to have a friend who wasn't judgmental, or really, to just have a friend at all. Realising she was holding the coat and doing nothing, she shifted, and looked down at the mark. Yes, it would probably stain. If she was home, she would have quickly chucked it in water and soaker to get the mark out. But she wasn't, so she did the best she could with the wet wipes, making a mental note to replace the packet later. 

[color=f7976a]"Why should he be afraid of you? Being an Albino isn't a choice, nor is it anything other then the lack of pigment. I've raised him to accept others, and he finds you interesting. I encourage his curiosity. It helps  him understand things. One day, He'll remember the tall, white man who gave him a toy dog and laugh at his childlike connection to white paint. I hope that one day, you can look at the white dog, and remember the little boy who thinks you are white paint"[/color] She smiled and handed him back his coat. having done the best she could with the wipes. As Jackson came trotting over, eager to show off the Rhino, she knelt, and smiled as he excitedly said, [color=6ecff6]"look mummy! Look!I got one! Aarry helped me! He got a platty too!"[/color]

[color=f7976a]"I know, Sweaty! You did extremely well! Here, I'll carry him for you, so you don't lose him on the Ferris wheel"[/color] She said, giving Jackson a hug, and taking the Rhino. Before she could stand up, Galahad licked it, and she laughed, shifting the toy under one arm, she looked over to Aaron and  said [color=f7976a]"Thank you for helping him. You're good with kids"[/color] She smiled, glad her son could enjoy the night, and glad that Aaron appeared eager to give him a good night as well. Before Jackson could rub off, she caught him, and shifting a few things, managed to get his water bottle out the bag, and gave it to him. Jackson drank eagerly, and she took the bottle back when he was finished. She gave him a look, and he grabbed Galahads collar. 

She looked around at the others, her gaze landing on the Pastors Daughter. So far the girl didn't appear very interactive, and Amy wondered why she wished to hang out with the 'Freaks' and 'misfits'. Especially given who her father was. Amy had seen the look that the girl had had when The pale boy-She must get his name, and hers. She couldn't keep on calling them Pastors daughter and pale boy-had addressed the bullies. Admiration, and Amy wondered what sort of bullying the girl had been subject to. And then she thought back to when the girl had looked away from Jackson, to when she herself had been 16, and pregnant. To when she had fallen for the wrong boy, who she thought was the right boy. 

So she took a deep breath, gathering her courage, and went over to her.  [color=f7976a]"I want to apologise. I made a snap judgement earlier, based on the fact that you looked away from my son, and assumed you were just like a majority of this town is. Judgmental, despite the circumstances. I should know better myself, but...when it comes to Jackson, I'm...a bit blind. So. Sorry. I'm Amy"[/color] She gave the girl a smile, hoping for a name in return. If only to not be stuck calling her Pastors Daughter. Jackson watched with Curiosity, unsure how to take the girl.