[He nods and does as he's told, still wondering about all this. How the heck can you give life in a dream world, and for that fact how can two dead parents give life in a dream world? But he shakes his head, this is just another miracle, he ought to just accept it. But right now a weird previously dominant portion of his brain is acting up, making him worry. What is she falls asleep and just stops breathing...]
[Was this what it was like being a father? He brings Porrim the bowl and hands her the spoon. Or is he just being ridiculously over protective? He couldn't really tell. He then takes a seat next to her, starring at the wriggler again. Don't stop breathing little one...]
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[Was this what it was like being a father? He brings Porrim the bowl and hands her the spoon. Or is he just being ridiculously over protective? He couldn't really tell. He then takes a seat next to her, starring at the wriggler again. Don't stop breathing little one...]