What does this mean?
Feeling that children's worlds are genuinely a bit difficult to understand, but Norton Jarvis still greatly respects every word and action of the little creatures, he curiously grabbed the glass bottle for a look. Inside, there was an ant, an ant that was already dead.
He was a bit confused and asked, "What is this?"
"Brown is dead."
Brown?
Is that the name of this ant?
Why not call it Black?
This ant is clearly black, isn't it?
Norton Jarvis swallowed and said, "Ah, what a pity."
"Brown was a little dog," Daniel said.
Uh, alright, Norton Jarvis felt sweat drip down, embarrassed by his inability to keep pace with a child's rhythm.
"I hugged Brown," Daniel added.
Norton Jarvis had a sudden inspiration and said, "Are you trying to tell me that after you hugged Brown, it died. So, you suspect your body carries poison?"
Daniel nodded.
"So, you don't want your mom to touch you?"
Daniel nodded again.
