Carolyn had no problem watching Parry for the few moments Rikive was gone. And when she got back, she couldn't help but smile at what Rikive held in her hand. Both the genius of it and the appropriate look. 

Parry was relieved to see what Rikive brought up with her too. He was beginning to despair that he'd be doomed to live out his last days as a thinking adult with this much body fate. More importantly, he couldn't wait for the charm to become permanent. de Lacy was going to come by for his tithe before sunrise- he'd already snagged one immortal and he couldn't let him get his claws into Rikive. Heimdall would throw a fit and Rikive might just draw her sword on the master vamp in a misunderstanding.

He went full on "I-want-it" mode when Rikive set down the 'Y' block, crawling for it as fast as his pudgy arms and legs could move him. The little cherub Celestial raised the 'Y' block in both hands like an athlete holding a trophy- then shoved it in his mouth, and Carolyn had to chuckle.

"That answers that!"