What do we know? We have functional emotions and this much-traveled vocabulary of affects. 
To learn something about what you mean is to let high jinks belie despair over entropy.  
For a quiet start, you don’t get to keep larvae. They’re apart, wise in their ways. Their cloying song goes out mum and you feel a need to ache in their baby blue blather, calmly accruing intimacy. Hey — Never stop exploring.  
 
In a word, intermission.