Because looking at Kenneth Osborne's impossibly handsome face, neither of them could bring themselves to say something as heartless as "like a pig rooting around."
The one who had just coughed was Gabrielle Winters. She didn't mean anything else, just wanted to remind them that someone was coming, so they should be careful and avoid making any R-rated moves that might require the room to be cleared.
Lawrence Winters leaned against Kenneth Osborne with a hint of a shy, delicate demeanor like a little bird relying on someone. It was a stark contrast to being with Nick Zeller, where just standing there, he'd embody the cool, aloof aura of the Little Heavenly Master, able to predict fortunes with a single glance, and capable of astounding both spirits and ghosts with his words.
Gabrielle Winters always felt that this version of Lawrence Winters was how a normal young girl should be.
