"Well, some people have more than one pair of shoes or boots or whatever," they mused, though they only had the pair of boots they were wearing because...
...I wasn't worth wasting resources on. The "cursed" child that their parents seemed to think wasn't even theirs who would either end up in over their head and die or would, at best, leave some day. As they had now. Quanil tried not to hold it against their parents; when faced with questions of limited resources, they had to prioritize the children who obeyed rules and stayed safe, the ones who had shown every indication of sticking around to help with the farm in the future. It made sense.
Quanil tried really, really hard not to hold it against their parents.
"I would suggest at least two pair: some shoes or flats that you like and a pair of boots for either winter or... more rugged pursuits." They smiled, as much to be friendly as to blast away their own thoughts. Those weren't helpful and they were here to be helpful, Mort dammit.
...I wasn't worth wasting resources on. The "cursed" child that their parents seemed to think wasn't even theirs who would either end up in over their head and die or would, at best, leave some day. As they had now. Quanil tried not to hold it against their parents; when faced with questions of limited resources, they had to prioritize the children who obeyed rules and stayed safe, the ones who had shown every indication of sticking around to help with the farm in the future. It made sense.
Quanil tried really, really hard not to hold it against their parents.
"I would suggest at least two pair: some shoes or flats that you like and a pair of boots for either winter or... more rugged pursuits." They smiled, as much to be friendly as to blast away their own thoughts. Those weren't helpful and they were here to be helpful, Mort dammit.
