Beatrix
He patted her head, successfully this time, and he promised she'd get better with practice. Loren was still the same. That was a comfort, at least. Even if he didn't believe she was his sister. He'd learn when he wasn't going insane.
"Practice makes perfect," she murmured softly, as she wandered off to get the tea and blankets.
When she returned, and he was asleep, she sat the tea down on a nearby table and began covering him up with the blankets, tucking him and Astra into the warmth. She'd leave it loose enough that Astra could get free if she wanted, and settled down with a book to sip the tea she'd made him.
She'd let him sleep.
-Fin-
"Practice makes perfect," she murmured softly, as she wandered off to get the tea and blankets.
When she returned, and he was asleep, she sat the tea down on a nearby table and began covering him up with the blankets, tucking him and Astra into the warmth. She'd leave it loose enough that Astra could get free if she wanted, and settled down with a book to sip the tea she'd made him.
She'd let him sleep.
-Fin-
Let's see how long you'll last, puppet.
