[He doesn't know what to say to that. The corner of his mouth draws a little tight, because there's not much you can say to someone who doesn't know if their children are going to be alright, not only doesn't know but has no way to know. May never have a way to know.
He doesn't want to give her false hope. The last time he gave anyone any hope at all it ended up crushed.]
Fingers crossed for the shrew. [He makes a crossed-finger gesture with one hand, then uses his good arm to lift Mrs. Brisby up to the crook between his neck and shoulder. No use in sitting here ruminating on the fact that there's nothing she can do for the most important people in her life. He doesn't have any ideas besides distracting her.]
Come on, I'll show you around what we got set up at the temple. [He makes the decision not to walk her past where all the dead squirrels and rabbits are trussed up.] It's not as bad as it smells.
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He doesn't want to give her false hope. The last time he gave anyone any hope at all it ended up crushed.]
Fingers crossed for the shrew. [He makes a crossed-finger gesture with one hand, then uses his good arm to lift Mrs. Brisby up to the crook between his neck and shoulder. No use in sitting here ruminating on the fact that there's nothing she can do for the most important people in her life. He doesn't have any ideas besides distracting her.]
Come on, I'll show you around what we got set up at the temple. [He makes the decision not to walk her past where all the dead squirrels and rabbits are trussed up.] It's not as bad as it smells.