Elcy sighed, deeply, then rubbed her son's hair. "I suppose so." she agreed, doubtfully.

Lenna crouched by the chair, "Dilan is really, extra special Braigy." she informed him, "He's one of a kind. So you've got to protect him, okay? There'll be lots of people who want things from him when he gets older."

Braig nodded seriously, and gave the baby a careful hug.

"You still do that, too." Dilan mused. "Course I do, dude." Braig responded, "And no, monkey, you don't have to find a lizard. We're good."