Seeing the man at her gate, little Lily was at first somewhat nervous about speaking to the man. The girl glanced back to the house, for a moment thinking about if she should go get her mother, but then walked up to the gate, staying out of arms reach of the man standing there. She was a smart girl for her age. She knew about being safe around people she didn't know. Her mother had taught her well. She shifted slightly as she stood there, looking up at the man somewhat shyly. She was shy around new people sometimes, but she was also very open. She thought for a moment, "Nope. It's just me and Mommy. Mommy says my daddy was a no good bastard. I don't know what that mean but she really doesn't like him."

She smiled up at him, an innocent look on her face. She was a sheltered little girl who didn't know much about bad things, so when she called him that, she dint realize it was a bad word, probably having heard her mother say it to someone else. As she stood there, she tilted her head to the side, "Are you really one of my Mommy's friends? She didn't seem to like you very much." Such honesty. Lily never told lies and while that was a good thing, she tended to speak what was on her mind sometimes when she really shouldn't and at the same time it made her all the cuter and more innocent.

Before James even got a chance to answer though, the front door to the small house opened up and out came a smiling Amelia, "Lily! Time for dinner! Come inside and wash....up..." she trailed off, her smile faltering at the sight of James at her gate and speaking to her daughter. She quickly moved down from the doorway and toward the gate in a somewhat worried fashion, unsure of what he could be telling her, "Lily! Baby, get inside. I'll be inside in a moment." The little girl nodded and skipped happily to the house and when she disappeared inside, Amelia turned on James with a glare, a furious look on her face, "What the hell are you doing here?! You need to leave! Now!"