Lucas

[[Theta tries to get a walk in every day, and frequently that brings her to the park, even to the furthest corners. She doesn't particularly like children, but she's also making a very conscious effort to try to fake it and be nice. She hasn't missed the fact that it's a boy, or at least what looks at first glance like a boy, and boys rarely cried in her world. That meant whatever it was was serious to him. She limped over and sat down heavily on the bench, and stayed still awkwardly for a moment before speaking, her voice strained as the normally loud and abrasive man tried to force herself to speak in a gentle tone.]]

Good day. ...Are you...going to be all right?

[[She puts her hand on the back of the bench, leaving herself open to be hugged, but not going so far as to actually offer one to him.]]