It was something Cynthia couldn’t quite put into words, how reassuring his back was in her eyes at that moment.

It had always been, to be fair, even when she wasn’t willing to admit those feelings – although they definitely were there. But now… “Do you want me to hold her?”

“That’s not necessary”, Jack simply replied, “she’s not heavy at all.”

“Yeah, well, I never doubted that…” Cynthia made a little sigh as her gaze kept wandering loose around that back. It wasn’t big – or more specifically, it wasn’t from the prospect of a fox – and yet, it still was wide enough for her to feel the urge to bury her face in the fabric of his shirt. “You know, Cynthia likes you a lot. She was really happy that you came along with us, today.”

“…” He remained silent for a moment, before eventually asking: “Which Cynthia are we talking about?” His tone was still cool, but it sounded a bit teasing around the edges. Maybe… a bit wishful, too, which caused her whole body to burn and her fur to inflate, just like a roasted marshmallow.

“Oh, come on…” She released a half chuckle, to conceal the sweet embarrassment warming her words, “What kind of question is this?”

“Well”, Jack pondered, still walking with Cynthia’s little sister tenderly sleeping in his arms, “Just, you know… to make sure of it.”

“Dummy”, she murmured softly, and she clearly saw his ears twitching even so slightly, and could only imagine the expression he was wearing behind his calm appearance.

She kind of loved that side of him.

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So, um, well... do you remember this sketch? 👉Almost two months passed since we posted it here, and as usual I forgot to publish the colored version too, which at first was meant for our patrons.Also, this version is bundled with a little snippet I decided to write when I saw the final drawing, hope you'll like it, too. 😏