[looking at this baby with an unreadable expression. congratulations on your adoption, taacoh!]
The front lines are no place for a child. [though, this is not mizu suggesting taair should have just ditched the baby.] ... The General may have to send someone away, to take the girl to safety. We can't just keep her.
[pausing, after clocking the way his grip tightens. buddy...]
Don't get attached. [bluntly.] You took her away from the immediate danger, and now she has a greater chance to live. Let that be where your responsibility ends.
[attachment will lead to heartbreak. if the kid gets sent away, there's a chance taair doesn't get to see her again.]
I know. [ quietly, gratefully: ] Wise advice as ever, my friend. I will. For now... I'll share my rations and the like with her until we can get her to safety.
I was only being facetious, Mizu...! One's size certainly does not determine their intimidating presence alone, but for Marcoh - well, it is certainly the, ah. Largest factor...
She could barely tell me it. I was worried I might not be able to coax her along, but... now I'm not sure if she'll let go of me at all.
[ this tiny, sleeping little thing - her teary face and trembling terror is going to stick with taair for a long, long time. the little relief that comes from her current peace is weighed awfully heavy by their circumstances. ]
This war has caused so much pain and suffering to so many who shouldn't have to experience it. It's a travesty.
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anyway taair returns from his little excursion with a tiny baby foxian fast asleep on his hip.
this is very normal ]
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stares at this whole ass child??????????]
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[ ???? ]
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[WHY IS THERE A BABY IN OUR WAR CAMPAIGN]
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[ this tiny baby that is now my sweet perfect daughter. he adjusts her in his arms a little, careful not to wake her up. ]
She was injured and terrified, Mizu, I couldn't just - I couldn't just leave her there alone. If nothing else, General Judith will know what to do.
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The front lines are no place for a child. [though, this is not mizu suggesting taair should have just ditched the baby.] ... The General may have to send someone away, to take the girl to safety. We can't just keep her.
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[ listen it's kill or be kill out there and this poor thing was so terrified she couldn't even move. ]
Whatever she wishes to do, I'll comply. The refugee encampments will be able to take care of her, if that's what it comes down to.
[ though his grip tightens a little bit at the thought, but - well, mizu does have a point, and he's too logical to ignore it entirely. ]
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Don't get attached. [bluntly.] You took her away from the immediate danger, and now she has a greater chance to live. Let that be where your responsibility ends.
[attachment will lead to heartbreak. if the kid gets sent away, there's a chance taair doesn't get to see her again.]
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I know. [ quietly, gratefully: ] Wise advice as ever, my friend. I will. For now... I'll share my rations and the like with her until we can get her to safety.
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Were you alone when you found her?
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It was Marcoh, who found her, and called me in for assistance. [ very, very fondly: ] She was terrified of him. I can't imagine why.
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I was only being facetious, Mizu...! One's size certainly does not determine their intimidating presence alone, but for Marcoh - well, it is certainly the, ah. Largest factor...
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[ so... there's that, at least. ]
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[ please, ]
There was a destroyed village not far from the camp...Marcoh heard her crying.
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[Like yes obviously this would be the case but also it still sucks!
He reaches down to gently fix a flop of this wee bab's hair.]
Poor thing. I don't know where we might take her though, we're rather thick in the weeds here. Yae Miko might have a better idea of what to do.
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Mm...a fine idea. I don't intend to hide her, or anything like that. I just... couldn't leave her behind.
[ taair's gaze softens down at the toddler in his arms, and he shakes his head. ] Her name is Huohuo.
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[He suddenly wonders why his own doesn't feel on theme.]
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[ it's such a cute name for such a tiny thing. ]
She could barely tell me it. I was worried I might not be able to coax her along, but... now I'm not sure if she'll let go of me at all.
[ this tiny, sleeping little thing - her teary face and trembling terror is going to stick with taair for a long, long time. the little relief that comes from her current peace is weighed awfully heavy by their circumstances. ]
This war has caused so much pain and suffering to so many who shouldn't have to experience it. It's a travesty.