don't try too hard now

Hattori had not spent much one on one time with his cousin's children just yet. He saw them about of course, knew they were safe and tended to, but other than their names he knew next to nothing about them. Was ignorant of their interests and hobbies, things they might want to focus on once they were older, more independent. He found one of the girls hanging over the lip of the hut, paws busy and eyes intent. Perhaps Rheum would take after her mother, put those paws and eyes to good use.

"What are you doing?" He asked her, willing to find something more productive to do if she was just going to fiddle. Perhaps a language lesson could fill the time, or she could craft something, collect something. He would wait and see.