Evie
When hope and peace begin to fray
"It is, newly so, so you'll have to bear the worst of it for a while yet. We'll have to make sure it doesn't negatively effect you." There's a moment of silent utter panic directly on the heels of that thought. How in Rae's surely-intersex-or-asexual-reproductive-organs is she supposed to raise a demigod born from a plant? There aren't books on this, and it's not like she can ask Rae, this is pretty much a closed adoption! No health history, sorry, guess you have to trial-by-fire whether your new giant son can die from a cold snap or if he eats sunlight! Oh gods she's going to kill him somehow and they're supposed to be safest when fully grown.
His voice pulls her out of it and as she looks up (and up, and up) to see his tongue peeking comically from between his lips, the panic seeps out of her limbs all at once. She smiles without consciously thinking to. "Human bodies require clothes for a variety of health and safety reasons that I can explain to you, but the unfortunately less logical answer is that socially it's expected. So, yes." She's not the best person to advise on this given she's seen everyone and their grandma naked in her time as a healer and doesn't mind it in the least. As she pulls the first leg up to his hip, she continues. "If you don't like it, there are a few ways to get around it such as swimming in a large body of water like a lake or the ocean, where you would wear only roughly this much fabric." She taps the boxers and neatly pulls the other leg up, then hikes the waistband over his butt and stands with a triumphant look.
"Sit on the bed, we'll have you try the socks yourself. They go on your feet." She sits and pats the space beside her, extending the pair of socks while she toes off her boots so he can reference her own socked feet while hopefully learning an important lesson in motor skills and spatial awareness. If need be, she's ready to dodge a pointy elbow.
His voice pulls her out of it and as she looks up (and up, and up) to see his tongue peeking comically from between his lips, the panic seeps out of her limbs all at once. She smiles without consciously thinking to. "Human bodies require clothes for a variety of health and safety reasons that I can explain to you, but the unfortunately less logical answer is that socially it's expected. So, yes." She's not the best person to advise on this given she's seen everyone and their grandma naked in her time as a healer and doesn't mind it in the least. As she pulls the first leg up to his hip, she continues. "If you don't like it, there are a few ways to get around it such as swimming in a large body of water like a lake or the ocean, where you would wear only roughly this much fabric." She taps the boxers and neatly pulls the other leg up, then hikes the waistband over his butt and stands with a triumphant look.
"Sit on the bed, we'll have you try the socks yourself. They go on your feet." She sits and pats the space beside her, extending the pair of socks while she toes off her boots so he can reference her own socked feet while hopefully learning an important lesson in motor skills and spatial awareness. If need be, she's ready to dodge a pointy elbow.
know that daybreak is not far away
