Thorn: . . . and cute little stubby tails.
Hey . . . Leif. Before we go.
Tiernan (thinking): I’m much cuter than a wombat. Pick me up.
Thorn: Whenever you need something . . . or if there’s anything you want me to do for you . . .
. . . Anything at all . . .
Leif (thinking): He doesn’t mean it. Not literally. But . . . it’s sweet of him to fake it.