"And birds," Rus adds. "Now there's something I'd like to hunt," he says fervently, his expression one of intense longing.
He shoots Sev a suspicious glance/glare. "Are you making fun of me?" he demands.
"And you're surprised?" Rus shakes his head. He's found some small stones and turned them into sardines. "Oh, can't I keep them?" he begs. He feed the fish to the penguins who clamour awkwardly about his feet.
Sorry. I meant your problem child, not mom. Alas no. :( Which is really a bummer. I don't think either of us really understood what was going on though.