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When she returns, she sees the new excitement in his face and her brows burrow together. She offers him a slight head tilt as she tries to process it but she can’t put a reason behind it. No one has informed her of his disability (not that she’d really understand at this point) but he is still eager to follow.
 
Mallaidh doesn’t know where she’s going in particular, unable to remember the direction she’d found what she really wanted, so she glances over her shoulder every now and then to make sure he’s following. Eventually, she sees something familiar and she lights up, bouncing forward to a low hanging tree limb barely hanging on to the bigger branch. No matter how much she jumps or tries to climb the trunk, she’s much too small to reach it and perhaps he’s at a better height to get it for her.
 
“See that?” she asks with a point of her nose, then looking back at him. “Get it for me.”