Host didn’t want to look up from his bunny. He couldn’t believe he’d be send away if he hadn’t done something bad. He just couldn’t.
He could hear that mister talk with Frank, calm and gentle voices. It didn’t help him feel better though.
He sniffled, rubbing his eyes. He still wanted to cry, but he had managed to calm down at the very least. As long as he stayed quiet, of course. He was sure he’d start sobbing again if he tried talking.