[He is but a smol bean. A rather articulate bean, sure, which...who knows!!! But he's very teeny tiny and must be helped.]

Mmm. [Ricky nods and takes a big, shaking inhale to gather himself.] Mommy's hair is like mine, but longer... She's taller than Daddy, but he sa -- he says he doesn't care. And he's got -- he's got a beard? It's scratchy.

[Still scrubbing at his face, spreading tears and snot around, with one hand, he holds the other out in a wordless plea for Therion to hold it.]