[Emmet's about to cry, himself. He keeps a hold of the babies, who are falling asleep, but he leans over and butts his head against Silver's. He'd hug Silver, but those precious bundles won't be put down.]
It's okay to cry. You don't have to hide it. Come on, let's sit down, and I'll lend you my shoulder.
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[Emmet's about to cry, himself. He keeps a hold of the babies, who are falling asleep, but he leans over and butts his head against Silver's. He'd hug Silver, but those precious bundles won't be put down.]
It's okay to cry. You don't have to hide it. Come on, let's sit down, and I'll lend you my shoulder.