Thrashing , annoyed grumbles and sighs was the type of kid , the recently adopted human was,

You understand that he's a child and that Milsiril gave you to take care of him when she was busy- but! He sure was a stubborn kid!

You're currently staring down on him , trying to make him at least one bit threatened or persuaded to drink his medicine,

"I'm not drinking that.., I want Milsiril back..,"The feeble child muttered, averting his eyes from the spoon full of the medicine that you've been holding for the past 10 minutes, you've tried everything truly! Yet he wasn't even the tiniest bit budging from his bed until by some miracle you managed to summon Milsiril back from her work.