Handful of Rain [Lily]

[Krys Robin]

"You know the more you work doesn't always mean the more bad guys you catch."

"Sometimes it does. You never know." Krys felt a little smile tug at the corner of her lips. Of course Claire had a point but the woman would also be well aware of how gosh darned determined Krys could be, not to mention stubborn. She was a hardworker and always gave 110% and then some. She rarely gave up and always put her full body into everything she did. Whether inadvertantly or not, Krys Robin had been partially responsible for putting a few people behind bars through her clever hacking and intelligence. Thing was, she rarely, if ever, got the credit.. Not that she desired it anyways. She enjoyed her existance. If need be she could have been erased completely. She possessed the knowledge and technology.

"Besides, data analysts don't sleep." Another little sparkle in her brown eyes as she teased the woman, bobbling her head playfully. "I'm half animatronic." Yes, this was one of Krys' favorite personal quotes whenever someone marveled at how well she worked, or complimented something that she did. Sometimes it was even an excuse, but it always worked in her favor.

Deep down, even just standing there Krys wished that she could talk to Claire, confide in her about certain things, well, people. A certain guy. A certain Doctor. She was so confused as to how she felt and briefly she actually pondered asking the child psychologist but this notion was soon cast aside. No need to dwell on it, hopefully, any feelings would pass.. No matter how confusing they were.

Looking down at Lily, Krys seemed to share Claire's smile. "That's right kiddo. Just me and you for a whole day." Hands moved to her hips and she lightly tilted her head. "Think you can handle me? I can be a handfull." She warned dryly and rather seriously that an outsider might think that the very mature little Lily was actually 'sitting' the data analyst! "I need a nap around 3 and my steak cut up into little pieces.." She stated matter of factly, her hands sliding into her pants pockets.

[Claire Burton]

Claire knew that Krys had to go, even if she didn't want her to. But it was the way that the job worked. Sometimes you just needed to keep working and never stop, not that it always did something. She just wished that Krys would get a good night's sleep at least soon, when ever what ever she was doing was done. Even though Krys didn't seem to think it sleep was important. Claire dropped the subject, though, if she wanted to go when her food was ready she could go, there was no stopping her, other than the little girl now sitting in her lap. Claire smiled ear to ear knowing that Lily was going to try and keep her there as best she could.

Then she asked if she was coming back. This hurt Claire because she knew that Charlie had just randomly disappeared on her, and now Claire was going to be gone a whole day. She knew what she was thinking. Knew what she feared. And in a way the mother felt it to. She was afraid that if she left Lily for to long than she to would disappear, or that something might happen to her. It wasn't like Charlie had been asking for the murderer to kill him, he rarely ever worked serial killers anyway. This one had just decided to pick up a random man out of his car that just happened to work for the FBI. So what was keeping the same thing from happening to her. Or something like what happened five months ago, or maybe a mugging. Claire pushed the bad thoughts out of her head and looked over at her daughter.

"It's okay, Lily, I'll come back." She said softly. She was starting to regret agree to the little trip, after all she didn't need a break from being a mother. But then again this was probably what was good for her. She needed to get out a relax, not that she would be able to while worrying about her daughter. That gave her an idea. "How 'bout this? when I'm gone I'll call you every hour to check up on you. Then you'll know I'm coming home." She smiled and looked at Kyrs, wondering if she would agree with that, after all she was suppose to be getting away from Lily and calling her every hour wasn't going to do that.

[lily]

"Yeah, I'd like that." Lily said to her mother's offer about calling every hour. "Will you call me and say goodnight too or are you coming home before bedtime?" She asked tugging at one of her french braids, which she loved dearly. They were long, almost to the middle of her back. One man had recently made a joke about using Lily's braids as a rope and Lily hadn't liked that joke very much. She liked her hair as it was and didn't want it cut or being used as a rope.

Lily smiled with her whole face at Krys' words. A nap at three? Even Lily didn't take naps anymore. They were for babies. Giggling a little, Lily put her hands on her hips like Krys, and straightened up.
"Piece of cake..." Lily said with a wave of her hand, thinking Krys was serious. "I can handle anything. I'm a big girl. Right momma? Although, I'm not allowed to play with knives." She finshed and bit down on her lower lip.
Changing the subject she climbed down from her mother's lap and walked a few steps so that she stood right infront of Krys. "When you come we can play dress-up. I'll be a princess, Belle, and you can be...my dog." She said and giggled before giving Krys another hug. She was already excited at spending the day with the analyst.

[Krys Robin]

"I'll carry my phone with me everywhere. Outside. Inside. We'll have it for when she calls." Krys attempted to reassure the little girl when it came to the separation anxiety involving her mother. This was something Krys never personally experienced when it came to family (who could blame her?) but she did understand when other, much more close knit, families experienced it, and she did her best to comfort them as best as she was able to. That could always be said about the data analyst: She tried.

"Besides, we're going to have loads of fun." Krys went on, her brain often jumped topics and it was only natural for her mouth to follow. "And you're yet to hear my rendition of Matilda." Krys, as a child, had been an avid reader of books before her interests turned toward the technological so she rather liked reading aloud and doing all of the voices to make kids laugh. Luckily most of them appreciated it and laughed WITH her and not AT her. Kids were great like that... Not like adults.

"Oh!" The analyst suddenly gasped. "Knife throwing! Now there's something I can teach you!" She exclaimed, of course she was just fooling around but she said it in such a genuine, excited tone that those who didn't know her might mistake it for honesty. Still, just as a precaution she cast a sideways, seriously glance to Lily's mother. "Just kidding..." A hint of a knowing smile and Krys was looking back down at the little blonde girl.

Ah negotiations. This is what Matt did, never Krys. Well now, with a little girl, she could do it... And maybe even win!... Though this was highly unlikely. "Only if I can be a talking dog and have a long tail right out of my butt." She leaned over the table and pointed eliciting some giggles from a party nearby with children and then a few confused stares from adults. But what did Krys care? She'd never see them again anyways.