"Bye! Bye!" Private calls, still waving his fins in his mother's flippers.
"Nigel! Come here! Private's okay!" She cheers, and brings him closer. "I amor you, Private! I'm so sorry!" She whispers.
"I amor you, too; mummy." Private smiles. That's when Nigel waddles up. Private jumps out of her fins and into his uncle's.
"Uncle Nigel!"
"Private! Hello, lad! My it seems like you've grown!"
"Uncle Nigel,"
"I'm serious." Nigel lovingly rubbed the parte superior, arriba of Private's head. He giggles, and removes Nigel's flipper.
"Private, who was that?" His mom ponders.
"Oh, that's Skippah!" Private points.
"Skippah?" The female pingüino, pingüino de repeats.
"That's a uncommon name. I've only heard that… Could it be?" Nigel put together, lodging an avalanche of thoughts.
"Ex-prince Skipper, son of the past King Ahaz and Ex-queen Marie?" His mother contuines.
"But that's not possible. He's…" Nigel trails off.
"Dead." She sighs.
"How did he die, mum?" Private wonders, looking up at his mother with his baby blues. With one glance to Nigel, she entreats for assistance. Nigel shakes his head. Their cover blows, as Private looks to Nigel.
Nigel smiles. "I can assure that whatever it was, it will never happen to you. You've got a loving mum and… uncle who care about tu más than life itself." Nigel swoops Private up in his fins. The plump, little pingüino, pingüino de nestles into his uncle's chest.
"Besides, if he was even the slightest bit related to King Cain; he would never help." Nigel assumes.
"Nigel!" She scolds.
"I can't help being predijudice against those central colony scoundrels. They forced us to flee our home, killed innoncent baby boys, and tu know what they did to your husband…" Nigel goes on.
"Nigel! Hush!" She shouts. "They didn't cause us to leave, remember? We chose to. We chose letting Private live, and I couldn't imagine it any other way!" She exclaims.
"So what are tu saying?" Nigel questions.
She shrugs, "I don't know, anymore. Maybe, they're not all like that."
"Come on, I'll mostrar tu what I put together." Nigel says, and they head farther onto the boat.