"Uh, yeah! My big brother taught me all about it." The boy straightens up and puffs out his chest, trying to look as big as he can. He's twelve entire years old, you know. An age at which, being as gangly as he is, he might already be as tall as Steven.
"Thank...you for helping catch them, sir." They don't want to think about how mad Leah would be if they'd lost her experimental foxes.