Bunny's nod is confirmation of a job well done that brings up a nice, warm sense of satisfaction in Duke. He has to resist the urge to pick up the poorly carved knight again, and instead pops the drawstring of his hood into his mouth. The other boy's question is sobering.

"...dunno. I just sort of pretend everyone's still kickin' unless there's proof otherwise." Seems like the best thing for his mental health. He screws up his face. "Pickin's are fucked. Seems rough to try to have anythin' in all this since no one's having a good time. But again, for some people that's the point. Support, comfort. And yeah I don't think the adults know how to not be... like that." Like that being stressed beyond belief, even in lulls.