/he had heard the other talking, and toddles into the room, rubbing at his eyes. He’s hot all over and though he slept well, has a headache.
Bahbah, are you done playing pretend?
Wait, Peter? Weren’t you—
-totally runs over and scops him up and hugs him really tightly-
I thought you were gone! Oh, this is good, really good!
/he’s surprised by the hug, and immediately clings back, like a little koala
I was g—oh, uhm, no. I’m not. I was—I think I’m supposed to be, but I’m not. It’s confusing and I don’t know what’s happening, and I’m not on the fort or anything, but…I’m here.
I’m okay like I promised, bahbah. And I don’t break promises, remember?
I…I promised I would be okay, see?