"it's sad! I cry to sad things!" the words didn't quite make it out alright but they came out, eventually. He was trying to make himself stop, he knew what he was doing was inappropriate and wanted to stop being a bother.
"I like to talk about what we're doing in our lives, boys, and the thingies in out imaginations!" Why do you ask ma'am?! He had seemed to recover mostly the only thing left of his sadness was a red face
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