"I know, it just makes me think of when I was little." He smiled some, closing his eyes and focusing on the warmth of Wembley's hands against his unsettled stomach.

"I got into a radish and cabbage cake that Uncle Matt had intended for the both of us, but I ate it all by myself. Felt pretty sick after that, lemme tell ya. But he sat me down and rubbed my stomach like that, and it really helped."