Tray was laying on my bed and bonked heads with Kinlee. This resulted in a cry/scream session. I asked Tray if he was going to live. "I don't want to live" he proclaimed.
I laughed because I though, how funny that he doesn't want to live with the pain of hitting his head with his sister's.
Later I figured out he was really saying he didn't want me to leave.
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