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Started August 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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Havenwood rubbed his head. “I kinda feel bad, though, but it’d be good for her to get to know him. Athena was like a mom to me, so she’d do well with him…”

"We shouldn't spend too much time away from him. But you're right, he should get to know Athena well, too." She smiled reassuringly up at him.

Havenwood nodded. “Right. It’s not like we’re abandoning him or anything.”

"No!" She exclaimed, hugging Thelisi tighter.

Havenwood hugged them. “I know, we’re not!”
Thelisi squeaked as his breath got smushed out of his body. And, surprisingly, not crying.

Elise held him gently, examining the infant. "That's strange. He didn't cry." She noted.

Thelisi stared up at them with his wide green eyes. He blinked. Then continued giggling.

"Well, he's a god, I suppose." She tilted her head and raised her eyebrows at Thelisi.

Havenwood shook his head at his smol. “He’s certainly special.”

"You don't say." She giggled, resting her head on his chest.

Thelisi wiggled forward then fell flat on his lil face on the bed. He was silent for a few moments, yet didn’t cry.
Havenwood lifted him up quickly.

"Strange little child." Elise murmured, taking the infant from Havenwood.

Thelisi giggled at Elise’s voice and wiggled around a little.

"Oh, no you don't. Not again." She giggled with him and held him tight.

Thelisi shouted loudly, paused, then started giggling again.

"Oh, you little bugger." She laughs softly, kissing his head.

Havenwood laughed too and relaxed. “Alright… it’s around noon… food….”

(I just realized that if it's noon, they've been sitting on the bed like that for five whole hours…lol, rp's don't really take time into consideration, do they?)
"Um…I don't know. Something like toast, maybe?" Elise suggests.

(No they dont)

Havenwood looked at her. “Toast?”

"Tell me you know what that is." She raised an eyebrow.

“Yes… but… seriously? We’re not in the city.” Havenwood grinned and tilted his head.

"I haven't had toast in a couple years, Havenwood. Please?" She widens her eyes and pretends to pout.

“BUt TOAST? FOR LUNCH?”

"Of course, toast for lunch." She gives him the doe eyes, biting her bottom lip pleadingly. "Pretty please?"

Havenwood shook his head. “Alright, alright, fine…”