If he had a problem it was no business of a childs. Nothing for a young lad to concern himself with. Everything was fine. He could deal with it himself.

Dankovsky frowns a bit. Surely, this would have entertained a normal child. Perhaps this was a child more like himself as a kid, and he would rather have an intellectually stimulating book, or a more challenging puzzle...? Or perhaps he has some sort of special interest. A hint couldn't hurt.

"Sure. What sort of hint will you give me, then?" Dankovsky asks, playing along.