Margaery bounced Aenar in her arms to soothe him. "Now, my little love. That's hardly how a young man behaves, is it? Don't despair, the pain is nothing to such a big boy, surely."

Aenar sniffled a hit, but yes he had to be a big, brave boy for his Mama. He stopped crying and curled in close, glowering a little at Loerys, but not holding a grudge.

"That's better," Margaery smiled.