*looks around for someone better suited to deal with a child in distress but, finding no one, sighs quietly to himself and steps forward* Mademoiselle?
*raises an eyebrow at that moves slightly closer, placing a hand on where he assumed her shoulder to be* Fathers are often right about these things. *hopeless with children? Why, yes*
Norrin is...goofy, Grace. *rocks him slowly* He is always worried he does the wrong things, makes problems that aren't there. I'll talk to him for you.
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