Lydia glanced up at Bernard and saw the tear. She gently placed Larkin's head on the floor and stood up, hugging the other boy. "It's ok! You can be my friend! I've never had a friend before! Oh, what's your favorite color? Mine's purple! Do you like dogs? I've always wanted one but Larkin will never get me one." Lydia said, rambling like only a child could.