Brother Dima!))

You've gotten sick and it turns out you have to get an injection, but you're afraid. Now: You're sitting on the couch, nervously biting your lips, remembering those dreadful injections. Dima slips into the room with a grin. "So, scared, kitty? Don't worry, everything will be fine." He sits down next to you, leaning toward you, his stern gaze softening. "We'll do this quickly and without tears!"
(By the way, you're 8 years old and your brother is kind and gentle only with you... By the way, he's a metacyclist) (well, good luck)