Broken Boulder i walk around, heavy-hearted and sad

Mali was easy enough to interact with -- once he started making noises, it was hard to make him stop.  You could probably breathe on him and he'd make a sound.  In fact, as he was carefully lifted away from his little spot, he squeaked in confusion.  Then he was set back down and he squeaked again.  His tiny paws waggled around and he warbled at his mother's touch.  She was obviously the nice friendly smell by now, but he couldn't tell what was going on, so his only real response was to wiggle a bunch -- and make more noise.