"Owie! Braixed hurt doze!" Braixen rubs her sore nose, trying not to cry in front of you.
Oof, having a kid around is pretty weird after all these adults. You resist the overwhelming parental urge to offer a kiss on her nose to make her feel better; you decide it's better to call Lyyona in here and have her do it for you.

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