I'm running out of ideas for the thread, as completely adorable as it is...Think we should start wrapping up?
The still-small boy might not have understood all of the words Caspa used, or the phrasing, but he could still glean a deeper meaning from what she said. His expanding mind was hungry for every word that dropped from her long, narrow jaws, hungry for the knowledge behind her charcoal-rimmed eyes. He was assimilating what new information he learned into his cache of facts and stories, and this lesson about truth and make-believe was something important. Or at least he knew it was important, though he did not yet know how; he was too young to truly grasp how much words and lies could affect others.
Skoll nodded at her conclusion, considering it. He personally didn’t mind stories as long as he knew in the future whether they were true or not—though how long he would carry out this revelation was anyone’s guess. At his age, one could have their world view flipped one night then continue being a rowdy, ignorant beast the next.
And at last the lull of the swing was getting to him, and before he could stop it, a massive yawn escaped from his tiny white-splashed mouth. He looked over his shoulder at her, a little sheepish, and mumbled, “Maybe go back now.” His bravado was forsaken for a pathetic, sleepy expression as he looked beseechingly at her, and then he half-jumped, half-tumbled from the love seat into the grass.
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