Rokk nodded. Yes, his mom was very smart. She knew how band-aids worked. They were sticky and tricky.

"Yes! I help!" The little boy has always been keen on helping, and he took the offered hand by as much as he could get his fingers around (about two fingers). Rokk started down the hall, pulling on Kubo and really throwing his weight into it after only two steps. "Come on... people!"

He wasn't going to be dissuaded by not knowing someone's name.