The young girl sniffed Maksim as he spoke, hopefully identifying him as someone friendly. He hadn’t been there for their first venture out of their den and hadn’t the foggiest clue as to what their names even were. Hopefully the Baranski would find out which little one this was. She seemed to be relaxed enough in his presence and he was rather pleased by that. The princess looked down at the bug, reiterating that she was, indeed, a pretty girl with a wag of her tail. Unfortunately, it’s place on the pebbles was disturbed when she suddenly separated a few from the bunch and scooted them over to Maksim. Oh. Oh no. She wouldn’t, would she?
“Yew be the daddy and I be the mommy!”
… Yes, she would. Maksim blinked a few times before he smiled at the black girl. He may as well try, it’s not like it’d hurt much. Putting a large paw beside the pebble that was now dwarf absolutely, the Baranski looked down at the pebble and nodded. Okay. Be the daddy. That meant be Kade, didn’t it? Oh god, how awkward; pretending to be his leader. Briefly his mind travelled to the possibility of Kade wandering across the scene at hand. He cringed inwardly but kept his outward composure pleasant. He had to look at it this way: the child would like it thoroughly. He had to make the sacrifice. Time to adapt the persona of her dad, a man she knew better than him.
“Okay,” he began, returning his gaze to the girl with a smile. She’d need to catch him up on what the current scene in her head was. “Seeing as I joined the game late, catch me up. What’s daddy doing right now?” Hopefully she wouldn’t snap at him but if she did he’d have to calmly explain that being rude to adults wasn’t nice. She didn’t seem like the kind of pup to speak that way, though. Maksim could only hope, really.