Marceline and Little Lowell walked over, watching the two men as they started cooking. She wanted to join them but Kira and Dylan told her to stay put.
In the end, Marceline focused her attention on Little Lowell.
"Lowell…"
The young hybrid boy hastily turned to look at Marceline. He was anticipating her next words as he gazed at her expectantly.
"I'm sorry for leaving you this afternoon. Are you okay? Are you upset with me?" Marceline asked him.
Little Lowell just shook his head and hugged Marceline on her waist. Marceline smiled faintly while stroking his head.
"You are such a sweet boy." Marceline was very fond of the hybrid boy.
Little Lowell wrote something in her palm since he couldn't talk. He only used his fingers and Marceline tried to decode it.
[ I'm not upset. I just got worried about you, Mama. ]
Little Lowell was communicating with Marceline through this action.
