Nooroo settled down to smile, his eyes warm, distant.

"Always wanting to be held." That, above everything, he remembered. "You'd think nobody ever paid attention to him, the way he'd follow people around. He never liked being alone."

Settling down on Marinette's knee, Nooroo gave it a bit more thought. "When he first learned to walk, he wanted to run everywhere. But he wasn't very good at walking yet." Chuckling, Nooroo shook his head. "That didn't seem to bother him."