Jax glanced at Fia, checking to make sure she wouldn't explode. He knew kids didn’t have much patience. The muscles in his neck tensed slightly. He was familiar with the feeling of having to wait for the adults to finish their tasks, but it was quite over the top. He tried to keep in mind she was only six, but Jax hadn’t interacted with a child in a long time. In recent months, his patience had waned. He gave the girl a quick pat on the head out of sympathy. “You’ve got to be super patient.” Despite his body language, he spoke softly.
Jax whipped his head around, suddenly distracted by Cass’ statement. “Oh don’t worry! I don’t plan on it. It would cause more trouble than anything.” He collected a few bits of wood from the shed. It could be nice for carving a few arrows, although he wasn’t sure if it would be effective in catching animals. “Alrighty, stay safe by the riverbank, though. Don’t want anyone falling in, especially if you don’t plan to come into the forest.” He gripped his bag, ready to head out, until he caught wind of Ophelia's words. He went awfully silent and glance away. “I guess. I mean, I was trying to be kinda like a fun uncle.” He shrugged. But I might not have made it all the way up the bank. I could have broken the sutures. Jax attempted to ignore the long grass that was scratching against his legs as he followed Cass across the lawn. Numerous vibrant flowers were present, but none of his favorites. Little bugs buzzed around, and a little bee landed on his arm. It freaked him out, but it was a little bee. What could it do? Sting him? It flew away, going to pollinate a cornflower.