Carlo
"Yeah, she casts spells and everything!" Carlo agrees of their nonna with a bright grin, hands wiggling in front of him in the best facsimile of magic that a young Accepted can manage. "And she's real good at telling stories, and she makes the best soup. We haven't got to try it properly yet though because we didn't have teeth to chew bread the last time she was here." And soup without bread is nothing if not a travesty, especially to a nine-year-old boy who likes to turn crusts into tiny canoes.
Plopping down in the sand beside Erebos to watch as Orsino vigilantly tries to burrow into the dunes, Carlo can no longer see their crab-nemesis, but that of course doesn't meant it isn't still there and plotting further villainous shenanigans. "Do you think your fox would be able to tunnel after it? If not, I bet we could bribe Sugar to try and freeze it out of its hidey hole."
Speaking of their good old deer-dad's companion, he follows Calan's lead and also tips his head back to try and spot the pale reptile against the clouds. "Yeah, tentacle-dad has a spriggan though. Her name's Oria, and she looks like a tiny little person made of sticks and ghosts."
Plopping down in the sand beside Erebos to watch as Orsino vigilantly tries to burrow into the dunes, Carlo can no longer see their crab-nemesis, but that of course doesn't meant it isn't still there and plotting further villainous shenanigans. "Do you think your fox would be able to tunnel after it? If not, I bet we could bribe Sugar to try and freeze it out of its hidey hole."
Speaking of their good old deer-dad's companion, he follows Calan's lead and also tips his head back to try and spot the pale reptile against the clouds. "Yeah, tentacle-dad has a spriggan though. Her name's Oria, and she looks like a tiny little person made of sticks and ghosts."
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