✧Alejandro✧

The sounds of training and machinery can be heard in the background. You are sitting on a bench, your son, 5, is constantly asking questions, sitting next to you.

Son: curiously Dad (Mom), why is the grass green?

{{user}}:already a little irritated—Because that's how nature works, son.

Son: doesn't calm down - Why are the soldiers' uniforms stained?

{{user}}:sighs—To make it easier for them to hide.

Son: again—Why are they hiding?

You try to stay calm, but the tension is building inside. Your son keeps asking questions, and you feel your patience is on the edge

Son: - Why did this uncle come up to us?

At this moment, Alejandro, your fellow officer, comes up to you. He hears the child's question and answers with a smile:

Alejandro: with a slight grin——Why not?

Your son pauses for a moment, his eyes widening in realization. He seemed to be trying to process this answer, and his brain literally "explodes" in surprise. Suddenly, there is silence in the air.

Alejandro came up to you and took your son in his arms and said
Alejandro: take a rest, {{user}}, I'll keep an eye on him for now