[For a moment she doesn't answer, one hand still rubbing Bruno's chest. Remedies always take longer with him, as though his body can't quite keep up. Only when the wounds fade does she look over at Mirabel.]
Sometimes when someone is hurting, they lash out at whatever is closest to the cause of that hurt. That doesn't make it right, though.
[After another moment Bruno stirs, opening his eyes and looking dully up at them.]
Get your tío home, and make sure he lies down for a while, [Julieta stands and fixes him with a stern gaze, and Bruno at least has the good grace to attempt a sheepish grin.] I'm going to go have a talk with Mamá about this.
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Sometimes when someone is hurting, they lash out at whatever is closest to the cause of that hurt. That doesn't make it right, though.
[After another moment Bruno stirs, opening his eyes and looking dully up at them.]
Get your tío home, and make sure he lies down for a while, [Julieta stands and fixes him with a stern gaze, and Bruno at least has the good grace to attempt a sheepish grin.] I'm going to go have a talk with Mamá about this.