Hushed Willows oh, no, this is much worse

When Banner admitted to her agony and slumped to the ground, Tambourine mashed his little body against her. "Don' c'y!" he crooned into her face, licking at tears that didn't even exist yet. His attempt to comfort her may have been a little over-the-top but his sympathy was entirely genuine. He felt very, very sorry for poor, pained, peen-less Banner.

With that said, he didn't give much thought before suddenly blurting, "Y'can bow m'peen!" There was no way the kid was going to pronounce borrow correctly right now. He rubbed his face against Banner's black shoulder like some strange-looking cat, wrinkled ear flipping and flopping against his forehead.

Speaking of ears, something made a strange whining, buzzing sound in the upright one. Tambourine jerked, eyes watching as a big fat bumblebee drifted lazily around their heads. Momentarily forgetting his new friend's sorry state, he eyed the hovering insect and declared, "I'm could eat tat bee!" Little jaws flung wide, he then launched himself at it.