Ears lifted, the boy is eager to know what metal it is. Mouthing a cheerful “oooh,” as the pretty rock lands on the gritty ground, he more slowly returns to the nearby pile of stones (where his father has returned it) to get a better look at it. Its very sparkly, just like Gabriel had suspected, and the color especially makes him think of his mom and twin.
“Is it special?” inquires the boy with a grin, mask wobbling comically as his head suddenly sweeps up to meet his father’s tall gaze. Well, other than making him think of the most important people in his life, of course.