"What? Oh, yeah, just a little," Alex answered his sister's question as casually as possible, shrugging one shoulder lightly. Fib? What Fib? Ha!
He looked up as his father entered, raising his brow thoughtfully. "Is that so?" He set Levon down, but didn't let him go just yet. "Well, then I guess that means... you've got some weak ankles!" And with that, he proceeded to tickle his poor nephew's feet. Oh yes, his sister would undoubtedly just love him for getting her toddler all hyped up. That's what uncles were for, right?