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[standless]

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[puddlesoverdios]

Just be gentle, Jonathan. He's only a boy, and a scarred one at that. We must be patient with him.

Though, I do admit if we hadn't heard from him a day later, I was going to go and make sure he was well.

[Specifically kicking in the door of his room, but that was neither here nor there. He'd contacted them, he was safe.]

[standless]

Oh-

[Gentle?? Are his letters not gentle??] ...Should I...not be writing then?

[He's rather lost now!!!]

[puddlesoverdios]

No, my love, I only meant that we should assure him that we care for him.

In that other world, he said he isn't very good at showing caring emotions. I worry that we come on too strong, sometimes, in our affection for Giorno.

[standless]

Oh!

...He did appear quite strained at times while I spoke to him there, yes...

But then how best to balance such a letter? [He ponders aloud, frowning at the floor. He loves him a lot!!! But he certainly doesn't want to be overwhelming...]

[puddlesoverdios]

Perhaps we do as we always do, just softer. Assure him that we care for him, that you care for him, avoid the topic of the other world for now...

[Erina paused in her thought, pursing her lips.]

I do know he has a birthday in less than a fortnight; perhaps we can find him a suitable gift. He did seem to like the cloak I sewed for him.

[standless]

[how does he make this softer-]

...I know that he is quite fond of wildlife- plant and animal alike...

I could perhaps prepare some sketches to be framed? [That's soft right? That's a softer care?]

[puddlesoverdios]

I think that would be lovely, Jonathan. As for me, I'm afraid I may have outdone myself with his Christmas cape. Nattenfest cape?

[If she never looked at gold thread again, it would be too soon. Unfortunately their boy had a flair for the dramatic, plant or not.]

Will you help me? After we celebrate your natal day?

[standless]

From what I have heard, the holiday certainly keeps changing its name, [he mutters, frowning. Well.]

I- Of course I shall! I can start im-

[wait] ...My birthday?

[..............................] OH!

[puddlesoverdios]

[Erina giggles and pulls on his cheeks playfully.]

Yes, yours!

I thought we might go and get something good for dinner, and then decide on whatever you would like to do. What do you say, Jojo?

[standless]

Goodness I had managed to completely forget about the date... [Ahhhh his cheek, his cheek...

Rubbing it, he smiles all the same.]

That sounds marvelous, Erina! Though I shall have to consider what may well be occurring throughout this place during that particular date...

[He fears it shall be foggy on his birthday. ...cork birthday...]

[puddlesoverdios]

My love. It's today.

[Erina chuckled.]

I made sure not to give you your gifts early, as I was tempted to.

[standless]

[WWWWWWHHH-]

Today!?

[WH-] Have I truly lost track of our calendar so easily!?

[puddlesoverdios]

I believe you might have! Still, the fog hasn't rolled in yet and might not until this evening. We have time, my love. For you to be uncorked.

[standless]

Then we must take advantage of it whilst we can!

[A concerning outlook!] ...Though I must think quickly then, I fear, for that time may not last...but what to do then...

[puddlesoverdios]

Wear something without sleeves, so that if disaster does strike, it does not take your jacket with it.

[A valid and thoughtful suggestion, in her opinion.]

And if you are cold, well, I shall simply wrap myself around you. Like a fuzzy little scarf.

[standless]

Are you certain it is not you who would be catching a chill if that were to be necessary? [he chuckles, moving to perhaps hold her close.] I am quite warm at the best of times after all, my dear.

[puddlesoverdios]

Shh, let me have my fantasy of coming to your aid in your time of need, [she giggles and rests her cheek against him.]

A long-tailed Lancelot, or perhaps Lancelette?

[standless]

Perhaps better still a fair lady Galahad then? I do worry for the reputation Lancelot obtained, given his unfortunate actions in later tales after all...

[puddlesoverdios]

Well, my love, you would know best in that regard. A fair lady Galahad, then.

[She looks up at Jonathan and raises an eyebrow.]

What happened to him in the later tales? Lancelot, I mean.