"I have to. She's my responsibility. Our parents died when she was two. So I've pretty much raised her." Kyle explained. Ivy was a burden some times. But she was his responsibility. One he took seriously. He gently redirected Ivy towards the camp.
"I LIKE YOUR PICTURES! KYLE WON'T LIKE ME DRAW ON MYSELF LIKE THAT! OF COURSE I AM NOT A GOOD ARTIST! KYLE IS THOUGH! MAYBEHE CAN DRAW ON YOU TOO!" Ivy suggested was she bounced around them. Every time she started to drift off Kyle redirected her.
"I LIKE YOUR PICTURES! KYLE WON'T LIKE ME DRAW ON MYSELF LIKE THAT! OF COURSE I AM NOT A GOOD ARTIST! KYLE IS THOUGH! MAYBEHE CAN DRAW ON YOU TOO!" Ivy suggested was she bounced around them. Every time she started to drift off Kyle redirected her.