Lost Creek Hollow You ever wonder why we're here?

Rationality was not the strong suit of young children.  As much as he hoped that his mother would hear, he also thought this was it, he was just gonna die, end of the world, etc.  The fact his communication was still basically nonexistant didn't help -- he just made noise and someone would know exactly what the issue was and fix it.  Right?  Well, so far that had been the case, at least.

Breccan was probably was lucky that the kid had mostly tired himself out on the whole making loud-ish noises thing because he apparently wasn't going to keep it up very long.  Again it trailed off to just a whimpering mess.  But that was about when Hood started being talked at again -- talked at of course being the right word because it was still pretty much just Charlie Brown teacher voice to him still.  The play bow, though, was something he did understand.

For at least a few seconds, Hood shut up entirely.  Mostly because he was kind of confused.  The world was ending, why was that guy wanting to play?  He tipped his head, obviously perplexed, but momentarily distracted from his woe... Just not really convinced at this point.