She had her mouth open like she was gonna say something, he didn't know what, but luckily she didn't seem angry. That made him feel better and he took in a small sigh, only then she looked at him, and he was little, but her skin went a little more pale and her words were quiet too.
He didn't know what he'd done wrong, and sucked on his lip nervously. "I was in the chair, I just wanted to talk to Papa...I was afraid he wouldn't hear me Mummy, from there," he pointed weakly, "since he's asleep." Marlowe's eyes were wide, he really didn't mean to make her upset.