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Evan raised his eyebrow when his mother said what she did.

"Really?" he asked.

"I see." he said.

"Well... uh... then we'll see how it goes." was all he said.

"Assuming I'm interested." he went on, still denying it to a degree.

"I'm not saying I AM."

"Well, I mean... but he looks so..." Evan then said, before pausing.

"Oh." he said.

"Oh! Ohhhhhh." he mumbled.

"Well... I guess we'll see if he wants to give it to me when I see him next." he said further.

"He seemed to really take to the sculpting." he then added.

"........" Evan was silent for a moment.

"I... well..." he stammered.

"Wait." he said.

"Hold on a second." he said further, shaking his head.

"HIM?" he asked.

"Blair is a HE?"

Evan jumped a bit when Casey said what she did and asked her question.

"Gah!" he exclaimed.

"Interest?" he asked.

"In Blair? What do you mean?" he asked her.

"Interested in Blair? What makes you think I'm interested!?" he protested.

"Hey." Lindsay greeted Blair as he got into the vehicle.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

When Blair nodded, he started the car, and they were on their way back to where Blair lived.

As they drove off, Evan watched from the livingroom, staring at the car as it pulled out of the driveway, and continued to watch it as it disappeared.

Lindsay was silent for a moment, raising an eyebrow, and then chuckling.

"Nah." he said.

"Evan's harmless." he assured Blair.

"It's just that he's never so vocal about it." he went on.

"It's nice to see him being so into it." he continued, secretly giving Evan a glare.

"Blair, why don't you go and wait in my car?" he suggested to Blair.

"I'll be out shortly after." he said further.

Evan just nodded in response.

"Yeah, sure." he replied.

"You'll be coming to every session, right?" he asked.

Blair just nodded in response.

"Cool! Then I'll see you here every time, then." he told them.

"Hm?" Lindsay muttered. "Normally you're not so gung-ho about these sessions. Why are you so energetic, suddenly?" he asked.

"I-I always am for them!" Evan protested quickly.

Lindsay smiled.

"She really is." he agreed.

"And she's been making wonderful progress, too." he said further, sheer happiness in his tone.

"Regardless, come on, then." he then said to Blair.

"If you need to use the washroom or anything, do it now." he told them.

"Otherwise, we'll head out ASAP."

"......." Lindsay and Evan were both silent as they heard that.

"Yeah..." Evan muttered. "A ride back would probably be good for you." he agreed.

At that point, they heard an adult woman call out.

"Hannah, sweetie!" she said.

Instantly, the one that had been busy with the sketchbook happily sprung to attention, said goodbye, and rushed towards where the voice had come from.

"...you're the last one here, then." Lindsay said to Blair.

"Come on, I'll drive you home." he told them.

Evan was silent as Blair said that.

"I... ah..." he stammered.

"Excuse me?" Lindsay then said, poking his head in.

"You walked here?" he asked Blair. "Walk home? You cannot get ahold of your mother?" he asked further.

"...that... sounds decidedly suboptimal." he then commented.

"Do you want a lift home?" he inquired.

Evan noticed that Blair seemed to be having some issues, and stepped up.

"Uh... excuse me." he said.

"Looks like you're having some trouble." he commented.

"There something wrong with your phone?" he asked.

"You can try mine if you like." he then offered.

When they entered the room, Blair saw several other students, various stations for various ways of creating art, as well as Casey Kiczys standing at the front of it all.

Evan waved to the woman, before looking at Blair.

"Take a seat... well... wherever." he told them.

"There's no real... structure, here."

"Oh, all right then." Evan responded.

As they walked, he couldn't help but sneak furtive glances at Blair. All of Blair. The face, the chest, the rear, the legs... he had to admit, his hormones liked what he saw.

He then paused for a moment, and glanced down his front, before clearing his throat a little, and picking up his pace slightly.

"Come on, it'll be starting really soon!" he told Blair hastily.

"It's still a bit early, but you're the last one to show up, so when you get there, it can start, and we'll have more time." he reasoned.

Ryker held back the laugh that threatened to escape his lips, which merely came out as a few violent coughs.

"All right, all right." he said as he started to follow.

"For serious, though, we'll need to pick up supplies in whatever town we land in next." he told Eke, changing the subject.

"At least another tent or something." he reasoned.

"Last night was beautiful for sleeping outside, but we're getting close to that time of the year where it'll start to get bloody cold out when it gets dark." he added.