He frowned slightly, thinking it through.
“She was very brave,” I added. “And I think if it came down to it again… she would make the same choice.”
Jonas leaned into me, quiet.
Noah nodded slowly. “That sounds like a hero.”
“It does,” I said.
For a moment, we stayed there together, the weight of everything settling in without overwhelming them completely.
Then I straightened, shifting the moment before it could turn too heavy.
“You two play for a bit,” I said, keeping my tone light but steady. “I need to talk to my parents.”
Jonas looked up at me. “Can we come?”
“Not this time,” I said, brushing his hair back again. “We’ll be right next door. If you need me, you come get me.”
He thought about that, then nodded. “Okay.”
Noah gave me a small, trusting smile.
I left the room, pull
