In the end, we both apologized to the kid while glaring at each other.
Danny burst out laughing and turned it into a cough in the most obvious way, so I thought I'd leave him for the demon queen to devour and snatch Henry to take him to bed.
"Henry, let's go." I nudged him, finding that he was already half asleep and needed a few seconds before he moved and stood up.
Constantly hiding under the hood, he looked comfy and cute.
I stood up myself, and when I was in the midst of leaving with Henry, I turned around in expectation to see my grandma attacking Danny, but I only saw the latter looking at me in a daze.
"You are so scrawny; go and bring more firewood. A man shouldn't look like this." My grandma finally targeted Danny, so that was my cue to run.
Yet I was held back again, not by receiving strange looks this time but by the hand of a child.
He had stood up from his seat, with broccoli still left on his plate.
