((I’m laughing so hard at that.)) “Ma mum.” She repeated, albeit a bit slower to try and make sense of her words. “I need ta find her.” She smiled at the look he gave her, exposing the fact that she was missing some teeth and growing in others.
“Oh, you’re mother!” The Dwarf chuckled at her speech, remembering when he used to talk so. He gazed around, his keen eyes searching for a woman who looked similar to the child at his hand, “Why did you not say so before?”