I’m going to cry. {‘hugs you tightly, sniffling even more}
/hugs you tightly, grinning; Don’t worry appa. No one will take your place in my heart.
Promise me. {‘pulls back just a bit so he can wiggle his pinky in front of your face}
Tired? {‘continues to run his fingers slowly through your hair}
/wrinkles my nose and nods; I stay true to my words appa!