Ok, this is one of my favorites.

"Are those runes on the back?" Dex asked as Biana started weaving her hair.

Sophie flipped the paintings over. "Hey. I can actually read them."

Both paintings had the same word: Family.

"Forkle helped me spell it out with their cipher," Keefe explained. "Because the Black Swan is part of your family too- but who wants a painting of those weirdos?"

Sophie laughed, even as her eyes welled at the enormity of what he'd given her.

Grady and Edaline were sniffling too.

As were all the members of the Collective.

And Alden and Della.

Even Sandor.

"Fine," Dex mumbled. "You really are the Gift Master." 

"Only for some people," Biana noted. "He gave the rest of us mood candy. Again."

"And you loved every bite of it," Keefe insisted. "Besides, you've seen Foster's room. She was in desperate need of personal stuff. And she's been bugging me for a drawing, so I kinda had to-"

The rest of his sentence was choked off by Sophie's tackle-hug.

He laughed as he flaked to keep both of them from toppling over. "Don't worry," he grunted. "Breathing is overrated."

"It is," Sophie agreed, unwilling to loosen her grip. "Those paintings, Keefe...I still don't know what to say."

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