Moonspear it's real quiet here

That didn't sound like interest to Katmai, who read into her slightly pinched expression a little too much. He remembered her headaches again, and was distracted by the thought as he answered, "Well, yes — but he's sort of fussy, come to think of it."

There were ruder words he wanted to use, but he kindly refrained. More because he was in the presence of a lady than out of respect for his cousin. (It was just embarrassing to refer to Kindle as his uncle — the other boy was hardly older than him!)

"How is your head doing?" he asked her instead of expanding on that notion. "I meant to ask earlier, but I was distracted."