[Lotus relaxes some at the contact, curling in against his father's side. He nods as he listens to his father, but the words don't seem as important as him being back.]
We missed you. [It's natural for him to say, with Bell there beside them, and he knows it's true.]
[Quicklog]
We missed you. [It's natural for him to say, with Bell there beside them, and he knows it's true.]