Caritas, Monday

[1000yearstoolate]

Of course Seivarden was happy that her roommates were back to their normal, adult selves, but still she felt a little wistful after the weekend. She and Ignis had done quite a good job of looking after little Gladio and little Prompto, hadn't they? They had been properly fed (by Ignis), spoiled with cookies (by Seivarden), they had had a cat to play with (Issa had been surprisingly helpful). Seivarden had the impression that even Prompto, who had surprisingly turned out to be a bit of a loner as a child, had been content, at least when playing with Issa.

That was in the past though, she reminded herself. Now she had to come up with a special. First she wrote "Beer", then changed her mind, erased it and wrote:

Tonight's Special
Gin & Tonic

[Open! And yes, I am aware that half of the post is domestic fluff about Seivarden, Ignis, their two kids and the cat that never made it into actual play.]

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[special_rabbit]

Hey, now, handwaved domestic fluff was the stuff of legends!

Not that Amaya, personally, would have likely approved, but, well, then, that just meant it was a good thing she wasn't involved, then, huh?

But she did plan on getting involved in some drinking, so, leaving the meta-narrative at the door, she came into the bar,plopped onto a stool, and glanced at the specials board before stating,"Hook me up, Seivarden, I'll gladly take a G&T. You manage to say grown-up over the weekend?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"I did," Seivarden said. "What about you? Ignis and I had to look after Gladio and Prompto though, but that went well."

Somewhere that train of thought led from 'children' to 'safe' to 'no knives' to 'the island actually taking care of that' to:

"What happened to your weapons?"

[special_rabbit]

Knowing full well who the biggest proponent of the 'please don't give weapons to chilren' movement was, Amaya had to smirk at that question and lift her chin in defiance.

"Turned into toys, the whole lot of them!" she reported. "Which I'm sure you'll be happy to hear, and which also means there's a couple of would-be warriors who made off with a few of them I'm going to have to track down at some point this week."

Oh noooo, having to talk to Dwight and Irene about weapons, what a trial that would be!

"But, no. I managed to get out of it this time around, which is a bit odd, I'm pretty sure I've always gotten hit with this one, but I will tell you, I am not complaining. These weekends are completely different from the grown-up perspective, and you can consider me a fan."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Oh, I much prefer being my adult self too, thank you," Seivarden said. "I've had to stop myself from telling my roommates that they were adorable as children though, and it was a good thing for all of us than Ignis was still an adult, or there would have had to be a lot of takeout. Issa didn't seem to mind too much, which was a good thing, she and Prompto got along just as well as they usually do."

Here Seivarden had to pause briefly to find a glass, in case Amaya wanted to interrupt the story.

[special_rabbit]

No interruptions, per se; she'd have been fine listening to Seivarden get into the most minute details if she felt so inclined (while feeling quite relieved that she didn't have such a full house herself, thank you!), but the pause did allow at least for a bit of commentary.

"You always are much better with the kid things than I'll ever be," Amaya noted. Even if she felt Seivarden tended to lean heavily on the fussy side, there was no arguing that! In fact, she seemed to grin faintly as she shook her head. "Even way back when. I remember the first time it happened, and, sure, that far back, I didn't know you from a hole in the wall, but I'm pretty sure now, looking back on it, you actually might have helped by wee tiny self out a bit. It would have been when you were at the flower shop, someone was having some party and I got it into my little head that I needed some fancy flower for it, and someone was real kind at Covent about it. Can't say for certain, but when I think back on that now, I'm almost convinced that was you, but memory can be a bit funny like that."

[1000yearstoolate]

"I had forgotten about that," Seivarden said. "But yes, now that you mention it I remember."

She placed the drink in front of Amaya.

"You've changed a bit."

[special_rabbit]

"Well," Amaya snorted a laugh, "I should hope so! A lot can happen in twenty-five odd years and change!

"You have, too," she pointed out a little teasingly, "even without the benefit of so many years."

[1000yearstoolate]

Now Seivarden snorted. "As you said, a lot of things can happen. It's good when it's for the better, at least."

[special_rabbit]

"And I think," Amaya said with a faint smile that could almost be called fond, but don't you dare let her catch you saying so!, "it has been, too."

She gave the drink a tentative sip before then asking, "Have you ever actually turned into your kid self during any of these weekends? It's a little hard to imagine it, if I'm being entirely honest."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Yes, I have," Seivarden said. "Why is that so hard to imagine?"

Yes, why was it? Seivarden wanted to know.

[special_rabbit]

Amaya seemed like she was about to answer that question, but then realized that she really didn't know how to explain it, and decided she would just say as much. "Not really sure," she said. "Sometimes, you don't really know why something is, but you just kind of feel it anyway. I guess...well, I don't think you'll take offense to me pointing out that you're a bit...particular, and my experience with kids is pretty limited, but it's hard to imagine they'd be quite so."

[1000yearstoolate]

"You just think I'm particular because you're not Radchaai and we're not in the Radch," Seivarden said, sincerely believing that.

"I think I was a bit shocked that no one wore gloves or knew how to make tea for me. Well, I eventually found someone who could."

[special_rabbit]

"So not that much different from how I imagine you probably where right around just getting here," Amaya noted with a smirk. "Only smaller, I reckon. Do you remember who eventually did help you out?"