[Link looks at this child, who is now petting his face, with all the righteous indignance that only an eight-year-old can muster. His posture straightens and his frown is pointed, though a little haughtier now, rather than pouty. He's about to go on a mission of correction, because he is not a kitty! How dare this child!
... but Kratos's question makes him totally forget the whole thing.]
Well-- it just-- [He sticks out his tongue again when Lloyd gets too close, and Lloyd once again has a hand covered in child slobber.
... Anyway. Link has to try again, now.]
Papa says if I wanna be a Knight, I gotta train. An' I can't train when I'm babysitting! [... that last bit gets a little whiny.]
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... but Kratos's question makes him totally forget the whole thing.]
Well-- it just-- [He sticks out his tongue again when Lloyd gets too close, and Lloyd once again has a hand covered in child slobber.
... Anyway. Link has to try again, now.]
Papa says if I wanna be a Knight, I gotta train. An' I can't train when I'm babysitting! [... that last bit gets a little whiny.]