Good, because all I want is to make mommy happy. [Gon lays on the bed lengthwise next to Pitou, pulling her into his arms and giving a wide-mouthed yawn. Little sleepy dewdrops form in his eyes and he blinks them away, letting them fall shut as he cuddles into her.

He notices the subtle dig but ignores it, more focused on burying his face in her chest than to bother addressing it.]