She leaned her head against his fingers. "Well you should probably finish it so that your mom has her present in time." she said softly, almost sleepily. She was pondering pretending to go to bed, so that he wouldn't feel the need to stay with her. Not that she minded. She loved his company, but she knew that he needed to finish the statue. If he left, and she pretended to go to bed, she'd just go to the gym and train.