"Looks like it is. Just can't figure out if a little nugget would like something like it."

Well, less a little nugget and more his little nugget. That was the major difference but he didn't bother to correct himself. Not when he was lifting it up and turning it around a few times before setting it down again. It was supposed to come apart somehow but he couldn't for the life of him figure out how to even start that.

Blast it but he knew he couldn't write to Felsi and ask what the kid would like. She'd lecture him for sure about not knowing what he liked and all that. As if he wasn't a terrible enough father already.