Now, put on your pitiful face and remember your lines:
..... you're a poor orphan and I took you on to raise by myself. And when you see her lookin' good and sorry for us, you raise the flap on your knapsack sack there and give her a peek of that little puppy dog you got hidden... If all goes well, we'll have you a new mom before the son goes down!
Ok Opie, when we get to my tent, you change out of those garbs and walk out of here like the child you are. I, can't take you prisoner. It would be bad for me and worse for you. You, run along now, ok!
"Son, are you convinced now that you are not yet old enough to see the things you just saw? I'll tell you more when you are older. And don't tell your mother about what you just saw!"
"Chin up, son... what did you expect to find here on the front lines? A game board with chess pieces? I know you crackers are a tough lot, but war is a bloody place to cut wisdom teeth."