He nods, cuddling slightly closer. "Oh, I tried using magic for the first time! I'm learning really quick! I made friends with some sort of sea monster on the Other Side, wherever that is."
“Do ya want me ta teach ya what I know ‘bout? I got some Druidic magic, an’ id be happy ta teach ya what I know if yer willin’.” She offers with a little kiss on the forehead.
"Druidic stuff isn't really my thing unfortunately. I've been learning Divine magic from my friend, though!"
“As long as you’re learnin’ everythin’ that ya can, I’m happy ta hear that yer ya.” She pats their head “I’m happy, I really am.”
"Oh, yes please!" He notices the petting. "I see you've taken an interest in Oris. Tell me, what is your theory on his categorization?"
"I don't know what to believe anymore." He puts his 'face' in his hands.
He jumps up. "Really? That would be awesome! I've been trying to use magic where I can, but sometimes you need to be able to punch people, you know? They always punch really hard..."
"From what I can tell, he has no scales, no need for blood to be warmed, which rules out the idea that he could be reptilian. However, I see no teats and no way of giving birth to live young without issue of internal disruption, so not mammalian," he thinks.
She reaches out but pulls back "May I touch you dear?" she asks.
"Unfortunately, if they have no other way to defend themselves." Samaritan nods "It would be good for you defend yourself."
"Honestly, I'm not even sure if he's an animal. It's never been an issue, though. Maybe we're just not meant to know, despite how unsatisfying of an answer that is."
"Feel free." His voice is almost a growl. The sound of buzzing flies fills the air.
"Right. If someone decides to fight me, there isn't much I can do about it. My true form is tough, but not that tough."
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May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He nods, “Welp, here you go.” He takes out a knife and chops off his own hand, he doesn’t react much, just grabbing a towel to stop the bleeding, letting his hand rest on the table, “There ya go. Might want to cook it though.”
His eyes widen as he nods slowly “Oh yeah, I haven’t told you guys where I work because it technically doesn’t exist. Hard to get letters there.”
"You didn't need to do that" she said, picking it up and holding it gently "Will your hand regrow? I will not eat if it doesn't."
William nods and chuckles. Samaritan rolls his shoulders and lets out a drag of smoke "No, it isn't."
“It will heal, I’ve got magic for that, don’t worry about me.” He says, sitting back down as his stump stops bleeding and begins sealing up.
“Well either way, I’m here now, and I’m going to be here for a bit. Who’s your fiance?” He asks, turning to Samaritan.
She nods and stares at it. She walks over to a basket and wraps it up in a cloth, saving it for later.
"Riotan. Snakey-sort of demon." he explains.
He cracks his neck with his remaining hand, “Hope you enjoy it, anyway, how is your day going? I hope it’s going well, I do like when you’re happy.”
“A demon? Aren’t you a devil?” He asks, “I’ve been reading up on the war between the two species.”
"I am content at the moment, if that makes you happy," she says, shrugging, "trying to anyways."
"I am. I used to kill people like him but those days are far behind me." he said "I was apart of the blood wars y'know, killed families, killed children.. I am no longer that person.."
“I do hope things are well for you, after all, you’re my friend, if not anything else.” He says, “Could I have some tea?”
“Good to see that you’ve grown past who you used to be, even if I do want to fight that person that you once were. I’m happy for you, I hope I can come visit the wedding.” He says with a smile.
She nods and stands up, walking inside the butcher's shop. She holds the door for him as she walks inside.
"Of course, you can come. Consider my word your invitation." Samaritan said, smiling.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Oh, yes please!" He notices the petting. "I see you've taken an interest in Oris. Tell me, what is your theory on his categorization?"
"I don't know what to believe anymore." He puts his 'face' in his hands.
He jumps up. "Really? That would be awesome! I've been trying to use magic where I can, but sometimes you need to be able to punch people, you know? They always punch really hard..."
"From what I can tell, he has no scales, no need for blood to be warmed, which rules out the idea that he could be reptilian. However, I see no teats and no way of giving birth to live young without issue of internal disruption, so not mammalian," he thinks.
She reaches out but pulls back "May I touch you dear?" she asks.
"Unfortunately, if they have no other way to defend themselves." Samaritan nods "It would be good for you defend yourself."
"Honestly, I'm not even sure if he's an animal. It's never been an issue, though. Maybe we're just not meant to know, despite how unsatisfying of an answer that is."
"Feel free." His voice is almost a growl. The sound of buzzing flies fills the air.
"Right. If someone decides to fight me, there isn't much I can do about it. My true form is tough, but not that tough."
"I can't smell any sort of plane on him.." he mumbles, standing up "Have you ever tried a magical detection spell on him?"
She hesitates before laying a hand on his shoulder "Tell me everything. Tell me what lies on your shoulders Stigmata, tell me each and every thought that flickers across your mind. I can sense you are frustrated, angry, upset, and I want to help.."
"Exactly." William nods "Gotta be strong if you want to protect.'
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He nods, “Welp, here you go.” He takes out a knife and chops off his own hand, he doesn’t react much, just grabbing a towel to stop the bleeding, letting his hand rest on the table, “There ya go. Might want to cook it though.”
His eyes widen as he nods slowly “Oh yeah, I haven’t told you guys where I work because it technically doesn’t exist. Hard to get letters there.”
"You didn't need to do that" she said, picking it up and holding it gently "Will your hand regrow? I will not eat if it doesn't."
William nods and chuckles. Samaritan rolls his shoulders and lets out a drag of smoke "No, it isn't."
“It will heal, I’ve got magic for that, don’t worry about me.” He says, sitting back down as his stump stops bleeding and begins sealing up.
“Well either way, I’m here now, and I’m going to be here for a bit. Who’s your fiance?” He asks, turning to Samaritan.
She nods and stares at it. She walks over to a basket and wraps it up in a cloth, saving it for later.
"Riotan. Snakey-sort of demon." he explains.
He cracks his neck with his remaining hand, “Hope you enjoy it, anyway, how is your day going? I hope it’s going well, I do like when you’re happy.”
“A demon? Aren’t you a devil?” He asks, “I’ve been reading up on the war between the two species.”
"I am content at the moment, if that makes you happy," she says, shrugging, "trying to anyways."
"I am. I used to kill people like him but those days are far behind me." he said "I was apart of the blood wars y'know, killed families, killed children.. I am no longer that person.."
“I do hope things are well for you, after all, you’re my friend, if not anything else.” He says, “Could I have some tea?”
“Good to see that you’ve grown past who you used to be, even if I do want to fight that person that you once were. I’m happy for you, I hope I can come visit the wedding.” He says with a smile.
She nods and stands up, walking inside the butcher's shop. She holds the door for him as she walks inside.
"Of course, you can come. Consider my word your invitation." Samaritan said, smiling.
He follows after them, his hand already beginning to grow back as he goes, looking at the inside of the shop before politely sitting down.
“Great, I was hoping we were close enough friends for me to be invited. Anyway, I’ve got stuff to do, like getting my arms fixed.”
The wound is bad but his blood is clotting. "Right about that. From what ive gathered, evil me. Infused with the Nameless God. Which aint good. Aint good at all."
"HE NEEDS TO FEEL MY PAIN! HES THE ONLY ONE THAT DOESNT KNOW OUR PAIN! HES THE ONLY HAPPY ONE OF US!"
She helps the healing along, not much, but she does what she can “Definitely not, the orphanage is more fortified than out here, ya got any stronger allies than me?”
“Honey, if you were the only one happy, the only Leo happy with your Ana, would you want to know their pain?” She asks softly, looking into their eyes.
"My wife, but i aint brining her here. Leo and Phoenix are pretty strong but they've got the same problem i do. Everyone else has their own life." he sighs, breathing through the pain
"NO! BUT I'M NOT HAPPY, AM I?"
“What ‘bout that lil kid, the one that ain’t yers.” She says, beginning to head towards the orphanage, expecting them to follow after her, limping a bit.
“If your happiness is the only one that matters, you aren’t my husband.” She begins walking away.
"I aint putting my kids in danger." he snaps, walking with her.
Leo snaps, shooting fire at her. There is a snap of wings as she is snatched by Festus
“No no, the one that’s got that necklace. The one that’s friends with Omori.” She says, trying to think of their name.
She clings to Festus, “Get me out of here, Festus, thank you.” She cries silently, closing her eyes.
*Back from the test*
"I dunno who your talkin about." he says, confused.
Festus lands at the forge as the other Leo returns to his world. Her Leo is inside the forge, passed out from his burn wounds on his face and arms
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He nods, “Welp, here you go.” He takes out a knife and chops off his own hand, he doesn’t react much, just grabbing a towel to stop the bleeding, letting his hand rest on the table, “There ya go. Might want to cook it though.”
His eyes widen as he nods slowly “Oh yeah, I haven’t told you guys where I work because it technically doesn’t exist. Hard to get letters there.”
"You didn't need to do that" she said, picking it up and holding it gently "Will your hand regrow? I will not eat if it doesn't."
William nods and chuckles. Samaritan rolls his shoulders and lets out a drag of smoke "No, it isn't."
“It will heal, I’ve got magic for that, don’t worry about me.” He says, sitting back down as his stump stops bleeding and begins sealing up.
“Well either way, I’m here now, and I’m going to be here for a bit. Who’s your fiance?” He asks, turning to Samaritan.
She nods and stares at it. She walks over to a basket and wraps it up in a cloth, saving it for later.
"Riotan. Snakey-sort of demon." he explains.
He cracks his neck with his remaining hand, “Hope you enjoy it, anyway, how is your day going? I hope it’s going well, I do like when you’re happy.”
“A demon? Aren’t you a devil?” He asks, “I’ve been reading up on the war between the two species.”
"I am content at the moment, if that makes you happy," she says, shrugging, "trying to anyways."
"I am. I used to kill people like him but those days are far behind me." he said "I was apart of the blood wars y'know, killed families, killed children.. I am no longer that person.."
“I do hope things are well for you, after all, you’re my friend, if not anything else.” He says, “Could I have some tea?”
“Good to see that you’ve grown past who you used to be, even if I do want to fight that person that you once were. I’m happy for you, I hope I can come visit the wedding.” He says with a smile.
She nods and stands up, walking inside the butcher's shop. She holds the door for him as she walks inside.
"Of course, you can come. Consider my word your invitation." Samaritan said, smiling.
He follows after them, his hand already beginning to grow back as he goes, looking at the inside of the shop before politely sitting down.
“Great, I was hoping we were close enough friends for me to be invited. Anyway, I’ve got stuff to do, like getting my arms fixed.”
She pulls out a kettle somewhere and brings it over to a portable stove. She sets it down on it, turning it on. She down beside him, pulling out two mugs and handing him one.
He nods and William waves "be safe"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The wound is bad but his blood is clotting. "Right about that. From what ive gathered, evil me. Infused with the Nameless God. Which aint good. Aint good at all."
"HE NEEDS TO FEEL MY PAIN! HES THE ONLY ONE THAT DOESNT KNOW OUR PAIN! HES THE ONLY HAPPY ONE OF US!"
She helps the healing along, not much, but she does what she can “Definitely not, the orphanage is more fortified than out here, ya got any stronger allies than me?”
“Honey, if you were the only one happy, the only Leo happy with your Ana, would you want to know their pain?” She asks softly, looking into their eyes.
"My wife, but i aint brining her here. Leo and Phoenix are pretty strong but they've got the same problem i do. Everyone else has their own life." he sighs, breathing through the pain
"NO! BUT I'M NOT HAPPY, AM I?"
“What ‘bout that lil kid, the one that ain’t yers.” She says, beginning to head towards the orphanage, expecting them to follow after her, limping a bit.
“If your happiness is the only one that matters, you aren’t my husband.” She begins walking away.
"I aint putting my kids in danger." he snaps, walking with her.
Leo snaps, shooting fire at her. There is a snap of wings as she is snatched by Festus
“No no, the one that’s got that necklace. The one that’s friends with Omori.” She says, trying to think of their name.
She clings to Festus, “Get me out of here, Festus, thank you.” She cries silently, closing her eyes.
*Back from the test*
"I dunno who your talkin about." he says, confused.
Festus lands at the forge as the other Leo returns to his world. Her Leo is inside the forge, passed out from his burn wounds on his face and arms
“What’s his name… Tim! That’s it, Tim.” She says, snapping his fingers together.
She hugs Festus before walking back to her Leo, leaning over them and beginning to cast healing spells on them and bandage up their wounds, resolved to show that Leo what they deserve, a peaceful death in the arms of a Ana.
He nods, “Welp, here you go.” He takes out a knife and chops off his own hand, he doesn’t react much, just grabbing a towel to stop the bleeding, letting his hand rest on the table, “There ya go. Might want to cook it though.”
His eyes widen as he nods slowly “Oh yeah, I haven’t told you guys where I work because it technically doesn’t exist. Hard to get letters there.”
"You didn't need to do that" she said, picking it up and holding it gently "Will your hand regrow? I will not eat if it doesn't."
William nods and chuckles. Samaritan rolls his shoulders and lets out a drag of smoke "No, it isn't."
“It will heal, I’ve got magic for that, don’t worry about me.” He says, sitting back down as his stump stops bleeding and begins sealing up.
“Well either way, I’m here now, and I’m going to be here for a bit. Who’s your fiance?” He asks, turning to Samaritan.
She nods and stares at it. She walks over to a basket and wraps it up in a cloth, saving it for later.
"Riotan. Snakey-sort of demon." he explains.
He cracks his neck with his remaining hand, “Hope you enjoy it, anyway, how is your day going? I hope it’s going well, I do like when you’re happy.”
“A demon? Aren’t you a devil?” He asks, “I’ve been reading up on the war between the two species.”
"I am content at the moment, if that makes you happy," she says, shrugging, "trying to anyways."
"I am. I used to kill people like him but those days are far behind me." he said "I was apart of the blood wars y'know, killed families, killed children.. I am no longer that person.."
“I do hope things are well for you, after all, you’re my friend, if not anything else.” He says, “Could I have some tea?”
“Good to see that you’ve grown past who you used to be, even if I do want to fight that person that you once were. I’m happy for you, I hope I can come visit the wedding.” He says with a smile.
She nods and stands up, walking inside the butcher's shop. She holds the door for him as she walks inside.
"Of course, you can come. Consider my word your invitation." Samaritan said, smiling.
He follows after them, his hand already beginning to grow back as he goes, looking at the inside of the shop before politely sitting down.
“Great, I was hoping we were close enough friends for me to be invited. Anyway, I’ve got stuff to do, like getting my arms fixed.”
She pulls out a kettle somewhere and brings it over to a portable stove. She sets it down on it, turning it on. She down beside him, pulling out two mugs and handing him one.
He nods and William waves "be safe"
He takes the mug, leaning back in his chair, “Thank you, dear, so kind of you. Tell me more about yourself if you would, I only know what I’ve inferred mostly, and I’d like to hear more about your life, if that’s okay.”
He walks off, waving goodbye with limp arms. (Good place to end.)
"I dunno who your talkin about." he says, confused.
Festus lands at the forge as the other Leo returns to his world. Her Leo is inside the forge, passed out from his burn wounds on his face and arms
“What’s his name… Tim! That’s it, Tim.” She says, snapping his fingers together.
She hugs Festus before walking back to her Leo, leaning over them and beginning to cast healing spells on them and bandage up their wounds, resolved to show that Leo what they deserve, a peaceful death in the arms of a Ana.
*I..ah...i dont remember them*
Theren tilts his head. "That wasnt my kid."
Leo stirs. "Ana..?"
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"I dunno who your talkin about." he says, confused.
Festus lands at the forge as the other Leo returns to his world. Her Leo is inside the forge, passed out from his burn wounds on his face and arms
“What’s his name… Tim! That’s it, Tim.” She says, snapping his fingers together.
She hugs Festus before walking back to her Leo, leaning over them and beginning to cast healing spells on them and bandage up their wounds, resolved to show that Leo what they deserve, a peaceful death in the arms of a Ana.
*I..ah...i dont remember them*
Theren tilts his head. "That wasnt my kid."
Leo stirs. "Ana..?"
*Its all good.*
“Welp, I’ll go find ‘em, hope he’s doin’ okay.” She walks inside of the orphanage, setting up all the wards.
She looks down to them, tears rolling down her cheeks, “Leo…”
"I dunno who your talkin about." he says, confused.
Festus lands at the forge as the other Leo returns to his world. Her Leo is inside the forge, passed out from his burn wounds on his face and arms
“What’s his name… Tim! That’s it, Tim.” She says, snapping his fingers together.
She hugs Festus before walking back to her Leo, leaning over them and beginning to cast healing spells on them and bandage up their wounds, resolved to show that Leo what they deserve, a peaceful death in the arms of a Ana.
*I..ah...i dont remember them*
Theren tilts his head. "That wasnt my kid."
Leo stirs. "Ana..?"
*Its all good.*
“Welp, I’ll go find ‘em, hope he’s doin’ okay.” She walks inside of the orphanage, setting up all the wards.
She looks down to them, tears rolling down her cheeks, “Leo…”
Theren collapses on the ground inside, his wounds reopened.
He weakly wipes away her tears. "No no...dont cry..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I dunno who your talkin about." he says, confused.
Festus lands at the forge as the other Leo returns to his world. Her Leo is inside the forge, passed out from his burn wounds on his face and arms
“What’s his name… Tim! That’s it, Tim.” She says, snapping his fingers together.
She hugs Festus before walking back to her Leo, leaning over them and beginning to cast healing spells on them and bandage up their wounds, resolved to show that Leo what they deserve, a peaceful death in the arms of a Ana.
*I..ah...i dont remember them*
Theren tilts his head. "That wasnt my kid."
Leo stirs. "Ana..?"
*Its all good.*
“Welp, I’ll go find ‘em, hope he’s doin’ okay.” She walks inside of the orphanage, setting up all the wards.
She looks down to them, tears rolling down her cheeks, “Leo…”
Theren collapses on the ground inside, his wounds reopened.
He weakly wipes away her tears. "No no...dont cry..."
She picks them up, taking them to her room, and beginning to heal them as much as she can.
“Dear… I just… dont want to lose you.” She sits on the bed, hugging them.
"I dunno who your talkin about." he says, confused.
Festus lands at the forge as the other Leo returns to his world. Her Leo is inside the forge, passed out from his burn wounds on his face and arms
“What’s his name… Tim! That’s it, Tim.” She says, snapping his fingers together.
She hugs Festus before walking back to her Leo, leaning over them and beginning to cast healing spells on them and bandage up their wounds, resolved to show that Leo what they deserve, a peaceful death in the arms of a Ana.
*I..ah...i dont remember them*
Theren tilts his head. "That wasnt my kid."
Leo stirs. "Ana..?"
*Its all good.*
“Welp, I’ll go find ‘em, hope he’s doin’ okay.” She walks inside of the orphanage, setting up all the wards.
She looks down to them, tears rolling down her cheeks, “Leo…”
Theren collapses on the ground inside, his wounds reopened.
He weakly wipes away her tears. "No no...dont cry..."
She picks them up, taking them to her room, and beginning to heal them as much as she can.
“Dear… I just… dont want to lose you.” She sits on the bed, hugging them.
Oliver peeks inside. "Momma...?"
"You wont..." he says as Festus tries to push into the hug
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She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
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“As long as you’re learnin’ everythin’ that ya can, I’m happy ta hear that yer ya.” She pats their head “I’m happy, I really am.”
'Sometimes. I've been to see them pretty recently in fact, whilst I was on my journey. They're good guys, it's nice to go home to them
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"Honestly, I'm not even sure if he's an animal. It's never been an issue, though. Maybe we're just not meant to know, despite how unsatisfying of an answer that is."
"Feel free." His voice is almost a growl. The sound of buzzing flies fills the air.
"Right. If someone decides to fight me, there isn't much I can do about it. My true form is tough, but not that tough."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'm..." he yawns. "...happy that you're happy. I'm gonna sleep now. If you need to move, you can pick me up. I believe in you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She nods and stands up, walking inside the butcher's shop. She holds the door for him as she walks inside.
"Of course, you can come. Consider my word your invitation." Samaritan said, smiling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"How did it go? Well, I hope."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I gotta go for a bit*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I can't smell any sort of plane on him.." he mumbles, standing up "Have you ever tried a magical detection spell on him?"
She hesitates before laying a hand on his shoulder "Tell me everything. Tell me what lies on your shoulders Stigmata, tell me each and every thought that flickers across your mind. I can sense you are frustrated, angry, upset, and I want to help.."
"Exactly." William nods "Gotta be strong if you want to protect.'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“How ‘bout I bring ya somewhere a lil more comfortable.” She picks them up, putting them under her arm before beginning to walk to her cave.
He follows after them, his hand already beginning to grow back as he goes, looking at the inside of the shop before politely sitting down.
“Great, I was hoping we were close enough friends for me to be invited. Anyway, I’ve got stuff to do, like getting my arms fixed.”
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She pulls out a kettle somewhere and brings it over to a portable stove. She sets it down on it, turning it on. She down beside him, pulling out two mugs and handing him one.
He nods and William waves "be safe"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“What’s his name… Tim! That’s it, Tim.” She says, snapping his fingers together.
She hugs Festus before walking back to her Leo, leaning over them and beginning to cast healing spells on them and bandage up their wounds, resolved to show that Leo what they deserve, a peaceful death in the arms of a Ana.
He takes the mug, leaning back in his chair, “Thank you, dear, so kind of you. Tell me more about yourself if you would, I only know what I’ve inferred mostly, and I’d like to hear more about your life, if that’s okay.”
He walks off, waving goodbye with limp arms. (Good place to end.)
*I..ah...i dont remember them*
Theren tilts his head. "That wasnt my kid."
Leo stirs. "Ana..?"
Ye old creator of characters
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*Its all good.*
“Welp, I’ll go find ‘em, hope he’s doin’ okay.” She walks inside of the orphanage, setting up all the wards.
She looks down to them, tears rolling down her cheeks, “Leo…”
Theren collapses on the ground inside, his wounds reopened.
He weakly wipes away her tears. "No no...dont cry..."
Ye old creator of characters
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She picks them up, taking them to her room, and beginning to heal them as much as she can.
“Dear… I just… dont want to lose you.” She sits on the bed, hugging them.
Oliver peeks inside. "Momma...?"
"You wont..." he says as Festus tries to push into the hug
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*Cut for Theren.*
She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.