"Hm? Skye... why do you sound strange? Molly heard you sniffle, are you feeling uncomfortable, got a cold?"
Molly was tightly embraced by Skye, though it was a little painful because Skye was holding her too tightly.
But Molly didn't say anything.
She really liked Skye, and when she was held, it felt warm, and she just wanted to cuddle like this.
"No, not a cold... Aunt Skye... Mommy, not uncomfortable..." Skye couldn't hide her choke in her voice, even whimsically changing the address Molly usually used.
'Aunt Skye'... facing Molly, she could no longer call herself that.
She instinctively went along with Molly, calling herself 'Skye Mommy,' even wishing to drop the first two words, longing for Molly to call her 'Mommy.'
"Really? Does Skye Mommy not have pain here, feel uncomfortable then..." Molly reached out with her little hand, trying to touch Skye's temple.
"Daddy said after drinking, this will hurt, Molly will blow on it for Skye Mommy... Skye should not be in pain..."
