(That's a funny feeling, his claws raking gently through the fur on her tail. The same feeling as somebody playing with your hair, perhaps. Lucretia shifts a little in place and watches him fiddle. It's fine, if it gives him something to ground himself with. She's noticed that the both of the twins seem to have problems with permanence these days.)
Maybe we should leave the freebie death for emergencies only. Save it for a rainy day, that kind of thing.
(Her expression softens a little when his attention remains on her tail.) We'll be fine, Taako. We've lived through worse than this.
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(That's a funny feeling, his claws raking gently through the fur on her tail. The same feeling as somebody playing with your hair, perhaps. Lucretia shifts a little in place and watches him fiddle. It's fine, if it gives him something to ground himself with. She's noticed that the both of the twins seem to have problems with permanence these days.)
Maybe we should leave the freebie death for emergencies only. Save it for a rainy day, that kind of thing.
(Her expression softens a little when his attention remains on her tail.) We'll be fine, Taako. We've lived through worse than this.