[It's an impulse they have in common, that drive to do, to eschew idleness. It feels like kinship. She feels proud of it, she realizes, being like him in that way. She doesn't deny anymore how much her temperament is like her father's, but this isn't just acceptance: warm satisfaction, a little giddiness.
She's proud of being self-educated too (another thing the three of them have in common) but she's growing to understand the joys of being a pupil here, learning from someone who wants to share. She plucks one of the pencils from the air, a gentle tugging request, at ease with him, eager to begin.]
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[It's an impulse they have in common, that drive to do, to eschew idleness. It feels like kinship. She feels proud of it, she realizes, being like him in that way. She doesn't deny anymore how much her temperament is like her father's, but this isn't just acceptance: warm satisfaction, a little giddiness.
She's proud of being self-educated too (another thing the three of them have in common) but she's growing to understand the joys of being a pupil here, learning from someone who wants to share. She plucks one of the pencils from the air, a gentle tugging request, at ease with him, eager to begin.]