Damian spoke while handing her a towel to wipe the water from her mouth.
Bella Acker mumbled, "I want strawberry flavor."
"Alright." Damian wiped her mouth clean and coaxed, "Go sit over there and wait for me?"
"No, right here." Today, Bella Acker was determined not to leave the toilet, holding onto it tightly.
Damian was helpless, checking her forehead to make sure she wouldn't catch a cold, then said, "Then sit here and wait for me. Besides strawberry ice cream, what else do you want?"
"Airplane? Cannon?" Bella Acker tilted her head against the edge of the toilet, eyes half-open, likely not even aware of what she was saying.
"Wanting an airplane is fine, but not a cannon." Damian pinched her cheek, saying, "I'm going to get you ice cream, don't fall asleep."
"Mm, I won't fall asleep." Bella Acker nodded, almost bumping her head against the toilet.
