and it takes, and it takes, and it takes

[acherontiastyx]

[It... definitely takes a while for the weekly after-execution note to arrive, but it does --- kind of scrawly and on ripped paper rather than nice stationery.]

EY. YO. WE GOT EFFIGIES IN THE DINING ROOM AND WE'RE GONNA BURN EM.

FOOD TOO. THE USUAL AND HOT COCOA. GOOD FOR THE SOUL. GET SOME. MAYBE TAKE IT BACK TO YOUR ROOM IF YOU HAVE TO. JUST GET SOME.

[Anyway, in the dining room, there's plenty of mugs set out, with a janky looking arrow sign pointing into the kitchen to where you can get your hot cocoa. On the table, there's Vichyssoise, a pot of green tea, and some booze. There's also a cookie tray on the floor away from the table on which to burn the Wordsmith and Kimbley effigies, which are handily placed near the food on the table.

...also if you go in the kitchen without shoes on just. Watch the northern corner. There's no kidneys, but there's a lot of broken plates there for some reason...]

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[oyashiromama]

As long as I'm here, I will watch over them all. I swear to you.

[...She already wanted to, so it's no chore for her. Each one of them she wants to protect, in her own way.]

I...can finally do something. I won't let that slip through my fingers.

[neverheardofhim]

Thank you. You're a good woman. I trust you with this, more than anyone else.

[Finally he released her hand, instead turning to look at what she had been making. He lifted a brow at her efforts, then glanced back in her direction. There was a curious look on his face.]

You need any help with this?

[oyashiromama]

[So much trust... She doesn't say it's a mistake, but she can't quite wrap her head around it. Above everyone else?

She lets out a breath and glances at the in-progress cream puffs.]

A-aah... I was almost finished, with this batch... I think I can handle it, genuinely. ...It makes me feel close to him.

[neverheardofhim]

Alright, I understand. [He eased back, resting against a cabinet. He kept his eyes trained on her, making sure she was still stable, able to function without his guidance.]

Mind if I watch? Everyone keeps talking about these things but I've... never seen them made.

[oyashiromama]

[She can stand, and move, though her eyes are still a little watery. It's a little too much to expect anything other than that right now, but she's working with it.

She nods.] They're my favorite food. ...Gold taught me to make them, our second day here.

[neverheardofhim]

Gold was a smart kid. And I bet he loved teaching you. [His smile was sweet and sad.] I bet he loved you, period.

[oyashiromama]

[...]

I...I hope he did.

[neverheardofhim]

You don't have any reason to doubt that, Feather. You're kind and nurturing, just the kind of person a kid needs.

If he loved anyone, he loved you. And Vanille, apparently but that's different, isn't it?

[oyashiromama]

Silver.

...I know, no matter what...he loved Silver.

[It sounds like she appreciates that though, in whatever way she can.]

[neverheardofhim]

I'm not in the business of pointing out the obvious, Feather. That's just bad writing.