Lake helped Mikhail with a bath, and after dressing him up, he got a call from Andrew and had to leave.
"Do you want to come with me? I'll be quick, then we can go see Leon," Lake asked as he buttoned the last button on Mikhail's shirt.
Mikhail shook his head, "No, dad, I'll stay here and wait for you and Moma to return." He said.
Lake nodded and kissed his forehead, "I'll be quick, then." He told Mikhail.
Lake left Mikhail's room, hurrying to finish whatever business Andrew needed to talk about.
Mikhail sat on the bed until he heard the living room's door closing, indicating that he was officially alone.
He quickly jumped down from the bed and frowned, "What were you saying, Statue lady?" He spoke to the air around him.
He closed his eyes as if he wanted to concentrate on something, and when he heard the voice he wanted to hear, he took a deep breath and nodded.
"Okay, do you promise that it won't hurt my Moma and my Dad?" He asked again and closed his eyes.
