Anya was silent for a second as she stepped back and let her father continue working. She didn't want to bother him with too much hugs, after all. Then it occurred to her that everyone loved hugs, and it probably didn't interrupt cleaning much, so she stepped forward and started hugging again anyways.

"Actually, papa, I haven't seen mister Elric all day. That... that man that was in here said he was sick though. Maybe he was lying? He wanted red fingerpaints and books about knights, but I used all the fingerpaints. And one of the books he wanted. But it was really good art; wanna see?"