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Spooky Stuff
cuddle
Until recently, Miriam’s experience with children had been limited to her visits with and from Hugo. She didn’t mind them, though - the visits were always pleasant, and the boy was always polite and endearing. Even now, as he came up and wrapped a blanket around the both of them, plunking down to sit beside her, she couldn’t help but smile, reaching up to ruffle lightly at his hair.
"Hello, Petite - are you tired, too…?"
"I trust you."
Carlos stared down at Hugo, eyes wide in shock. He trusted him...he trusted him? He was a puppeteer, a reason that a version of the boy had been killed - well, alright, Hugo probably didn't know that, but it was still strange to hear those words coming from, well, anyone.
But still, given the fact that he didn't know Carlos very well, it was strange. But comforting.
Being trusted was a nice feeling actually. Even if the situation wasn't exactly the best one to be in. Carlos had been attracting spectres lately - possibly because of how stressed out he had been lately so they probably thought he was an easy target. And he had expressed concerns to Hugo about the boy being around him at the moment, but...those words made him stop.
"Really?" He fidgeted, tapping his fingernails nervously against the handle of the Emmanuel bat that he had resting against his side. "I mean, I'm not really good at the whole...escort mission thing..."
impure--slugger said: -hugs-
>>Reaches up and returns the hug
♠- "Oh hello there! Who are you? I haven't seen you around before! What is your name? Where are you from? Can you explain to me what a birthday is?"
"----This face...who are you?"
impure--slugger started following you
Oh. There is a child here too?
Hello, little one! Are you lost?
Ruffle
Miriam couldn’t help but grin at what she could only imagine was the young boy’s attempt to draw her attention away from her work and onto him. “A-Alright, alright…hhh…!” A grin. “I could use a break, anyway…do you want to go and pet some of the cows with me?”