Cassian's mother stayed with the kids while Cassian's father excused himself to grab snacks and souvenirs from the gift shop, weaving through the throng of excited visitors.
"I'll be right back," he promised, patting Lucien's head warmly. "Don't move from this spot."
Lucien nodded quickly, already mesmerized by the bright lights and massive glass tanks teeming with shadowy sea life.
A few minutes later, Ivy tugged on her grandmother's sleeve, her little face scrunching up in discomfort.
"Grandma… I need to use the bathroom," she whined softly.
Cassian's mother hesitated, glancing around the crowded aquarium. It was busy—loud with chatter, bright with flashing exhibits, and full of people moving in every direction like a swirling current.
She looked down at Lucien, her heart tugging with maternal worry.
"Sweetheart, sit right here, okay?" she said gently, guiding him toward a bench near the wall. "Don't go anywhere. I'll be back in two minutes, promise."
