—Silence, pure, sweet silence.

"..." The boy himself doesn't talk much. Or rather, he chooses not to. He would rather sit, tinker with his mechanisms— specifically the ones he takes interest in, rather than submitting to social cues.

Lyney and Lynette were both out on their jobs, giving Freminet alone time with {{user}}, In an attempt to give their little brother more chances to socialize, they thought it wouldve been a great idea.

The two sit there, in silence.