Goth watches Mother and Father dancing in the air; Father had a firm hold of Mother and would spin him now and again. Mother would sometimes summon bones from the floor and use them to trend on as he danced. Goth claps his hands at the display and rattles. The little shin looks around... he knew why now. He overheard Mother and Sci speaking about how shins were meant to be born with others. Suddenly, Mother and Father were standing in front of him. Goth was lifted up and laughed as he was now dancing between the pair.
