[ He lets his face get pushed away, merely waiting for his occupying thoughts to distract him fully enough to sidle back in. ]

I suppose so. It will probably be simpler to just begin endearing him to me again. Though that is a task better done remotely— as sensitive as he is.

[ He sits up straight as his lips curl. ]

He will have to come back here sooner or later. I have his precious Acorn.