Wow... Alver had been his age, that was quite a feat! The boy admitted defeat when it came to the albino's talent, all Luke could do was housework. As he listened to Alver, the boy thought about the albino's appearance and wondered what he looked like when they were the same age. What did his Papa look like? The father didn't have any pictures really of that time, and he hadn't had any kind of contact with his grandparents since he was a baby... Would he have been able to join their group of friends if he had lived back then? 

As Alver expressed his worry that Luke hated his Papa's spells, he stared down at the ground, nodding. If he had known that Mikaela had also had fantasies such as this, worlds that were so beautiful... maybe he wouldn't have started to hate them. Luke stared again at the painting and tried to imagine being able to walk in a world like that, Papa really did have the best imagination.

His personal art gallery? If this painting was made when Alver was only a child, the other paintings must be amazing masterpieces. Luke jumped for joy in his effort to say yes, his head nodding and his hair bouncing, [color=f6989d]"Mn!"[/color] Not only might this make Papa feel better, whichever picture he chose would become his greatest treasure. The father and son pair never really had much money, so Luke didn't have too many expensive toys... and this painting would be priceless. 

The boy jumped into Alver's arms, his cheek getting tickled by the older man's long hair. By the end of tonight it would be his mission to be able to braid that beautiful hair!