"Hey, Kyle?"
"Hm?"
"...Do you think we could also be giants one day?"
Kyle didn't look down, but the quietness in Ollie's voice told him this wasn't one of the usual mop-headed outbursts. The kind that ended with yelling, snacks, or spontaneous declarations of his brother's greatness.
This one was different—gentler, like the question had been sitting with him.
"Mn. Yeah," Kyle replied after a beat, adjusting their altitude as they hovered just inside the passage the Duchess had carved open. "Sure. I mean, you'll definitely get there, especially with how many naps you take in a day."
"That's not—hey!" Ollie snorted, wanting to elbow the guy behind him, if not for the fact that it might endanger him too.
So he just pouted.
Kyle's mouth twitched.
Because it worked.
