While my as-yet-unnamed cubs sleep, and Lightning is out cold, I fill Lobo in on what happened with Mama, Dad, and Amber.
There is no "Are you crazy?"
Or, "Do you know what you just did?"
Or, "I hope you know what you're doing."
No. None of that.
Instead, my little bro offers me sage words.
[It's about time.]
I blink. After all we have been through, he can still knock me for a loop.
Lobo continues. [I didn't dare tell them anything. Not without your okay. Honestly, I worried about System listening in. But what do we care at this point?]
[Right? Mama and Dad offered to play--]
He woofs. [I wish I'd been there. But good call stopping them. It just seems wrong somehow for them to do that.]
[We dodged a bullet.]
He woofs again and nuzzles me. [Good call. Besides, knowing Mama, she'd be super competitive. Ever watch her during family game night?]
I groan. [I hate to say it, but I think we should revive that. Actual board and card games, even Charades and Pictionary.]
