The butterfly soon fluttered off her finger, in which Eliana watched as it went up to the plants above, before she looked down to the plant in her lap once more. She would glance over at Erin occasionally, not mentioning anything or asking what he was doing, simply staying completely silent. She would glance over again when Erin did look at the plant again, with a sliver of a smile against her lips. While still holding onto her hand with a stem, another small, growing stem would rather slowly creep out over the table towards Erin- Wanting to touch him.<br/><br/>When the tip of the stem did get there, it slowly moved for the nearest hand of his. Eliana watched carefully while this all happened- Similar to a protective parent, though the stem holding to her finger looked to tighten around her finger as if for comfort, though she cooed softly to it a few times.