Finn didn't mind the silence when she decided not to answer him, he wans't the time to force someone to answer him, and honestly, he did think silence could say a lot on its own at times. Though, when she did speak up about mermaids he didn't miss her words, or the slight trembling, though he was quiet until she seemed to have calmed, the sound of the crayon filling the quiet between them instead. He returned to his drawing, carefully making scales on the tail. After some moments though he did speak again.<br/><br/>"I'm sure your mom is happy that you draw pretty things for her." He finally said, choosing his words carefully, though his tone was soft and gentle. "But I think she may like to see you draw the things you like too." He added, pausing to look over to the little girl at his side. He could guess by her demeanor that her mother couldn't see the pictures anymore, though he couldn't be sure of the reason... But he could tell that she was distressed all the same.<br/><br/>"You know, sometimes when we are upset we try not to let other people see it, but I think that makes it really hard on us." He said gently, taking a guess. "It's okay to be sad, and to show it. It's not a bad thing to cry or have others worry about us sometimes too." He continued, though truthfully... He was a hypocrite saying it, but that didn't mean he didn't think it was true, he simply didn't allow himself that. "You can talk about it too, to me or your dad or your friends... You don't have to keep quiet." She was so... Subtle for a child her age, quiet and calm and clearly trying to keep something in... And it could only make him worry for her.