Redbud-Tree
"O...Okay... Can we call my Papa to make it a sleep over?"
There was a small amount of pleading in his voice, but he let Almary lead him away-- away and safe and the chibi clung on like if he let go, Almary might disappear.
Massalia didn't want that -- and the boy was more than easily led away to calm, clutching Almary and trembling. It had to be okay.
It had to.