Inside the shop, Lola turned toward Leo with a thoughtful expression, her thoughts extending toward both her companions who had become so important to her daily life.
"We should try to cheer him up somehow when he comes back," she said with gentle concern, recognizing that Noah would need emotional support beyond their brief conversation.
Leo lifted his golden head from his resting position and let out a soft, reassuring roar that seemed to convey understanding of Noah's distress.
His young but increasingly mature voice sounded. "Father looked really sad when he saw the fighting," Leo observed with perceptive honesty.
"Maybe we could cook him some delicious meal when he returns? And I could show him the new tricks I've been practicing."
The young lion's suggestions were so simple, that it made Lola's chest tighen with warmth for his innocent desire and thoughts of cheering up Noah.
