Noctisardor Bypass may i be snuggling your mom by candlelight?

I am, thank you!

Gideon clambered unsteadily back to his feet, his face suspended somewhere between a wobbling lip and a determine scowl. He was tempted to run right back to mommy for comfort, but was also filled with a little boy's bravado and the knowledge that his brother would have stood strong. He sniffled and wriggled his aching nose.

Then the choice was taken from him. The moment Etienne's face appeared in the den, running back to mommy wasn't an option. He could hardly make out the words Etienne said, but it wouldn't have understood even if he could, and that wasn't even considering the different language.

Mustering what strength he could to keep himself from whimpering, Gideon turned to the big face that blocked the light, sucked in a huge breath, and yelled, BAAAAAH! Nothing could keep distress away like being ferocious instead.