Cool guys don't look at explosions, even if they're imaginary
Edmund turns slightly, tightly wrapping his arms around his mummy. It's an attempt to comfort her as much as himself. He may be new to childhood, but the little Abandoned already knows that he hates to see his mummy upset. Listening to his mummy speak only confuses Edmund further. His papa leaving was what was best for him? How?
"How mummy? How can papa leaving be better?" It makes zero sense. Tremblingly slightly, Edmund nuzzles further into his mummy's arms as she promises to do the opposite. Swallowing harshly, determination fills the child. "Never. I'll never leave you either mummy. I'll find you if you get lost, ok? I promise."
"How mummy? How can papa leaving be better?" It makes zero sense. Tremblingly slightly, Edmund nuzzles further into his mummy's arms as she promises to do the opposite. Swallowing harshly, determination fills the child. "Never. I'll never leave you either mummy. I'll find you if you get lost, ok? I promise."
EDMUND
