✧ — peach iced tea.

[boba]

this post is so clean

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[oversea]

[ tears up this is so healthy

they can sleep peacefully until morning, which is about when their child comes sniffing along looking for them. wake up. ]

[transmit]

[ have they made any healthy decisions whatsoever…

but while he's still curled up in thorns' arms, an arm shoots out to nudge docybara away. ]

Come back later…

[ docybara does not understand their language, so

he thinks elysium is trying to play and headbutts them both. okay. ]

[oversea]

[ ah...

thorns slowly moves to sit up, taking elysium with him... ]

I need to feed him.

[transmit]

[ …

he tries to pull thorns back just to see what happens. docybara continues headbutting. ]

[oversea]

[ hello?

he slowly turns to look at him. ]

I will feed you too...

[transmit]

[ he smiles back brightly. ]

Second?

[ 😊 ]

[oversea]

[ this... is a trap.

he pats elysium on the head. ]

How hungry are you?

[transmit]

[ when the thought process is quite literally 'yay, attention' ]

Not very. You can feed the Doctor.

[ lets thorns go. he is so stupid. ]

[oversea]

[ okay!!!!

he leans over to give elysium a good morning kiss, and then he will go give food to their baby so that docybara will stop headbutting them. ]

[transmit]

[ the day thorns shows any kind of preferential treatment to anyone else—anything else—intentional or otherwise is going to be such a disaster.

but since thorns is taking care of docybara, elysium can make himself a lil useful by being the ones to feed them. for now, this arrangement is fine… he starts a fire. ]

[oversea]

[ shaking

well, it's fine. at least feeding the doctor isn't time consuming since he is a simple child, so it does not take too long for him to wander back to where elysium is. hi. ]

[transmit]

[ do you want elysium to explode. it's been a while since he's exploded. the powder keg just gets worse the longer it takes for it to happen.

but he immediately hands thorns a canteen of water like clockwork. ]

Hydration check! It'll take a few more minutes to heat up the soup.

[oversea]

[ it'll probably be fine, why would anything blow up? they have never had any drama ever in their lives.

he nods his head. then presses another kiss to his cheek. ]

How far do you think we'll get today?

[transmit]

That's more contingent on the Doctor, isn't it?

[ he glances over to docybara happily munching on his breakfast… what a simple life. then, he turns to kiss thorns back. ]

What's the other doctor's prognosis? Or is he already all better?

[oversea]

He seems to be doing better. He's moving around normally.

[ he glances over to where docybara is chowing down. ]

We can get as far as we can before lunch.

[transmit]

[ docybara's resilience is kind of incredible. he's been through so much and yet he continues to thrive…

he pulls the soup off the fire and starts blowing on it, while also waiting for it to cool. no burned tongues for his bbbb. ]

We can. Did you want to stop by another village, or go straight to the next town? I was thinking we could take our time in Yan, since we'll have to cross the outskirts of Ursus or Kazdel to get to where we want to go.

[ and, well. those locations speak for themselves. ]

[oversea]

We can probably just go straight to the next town. It's always a coin toss on reception to smaller villages.

[ they are either the friendliest people you will ever meet or they will hate you, there is no in between. and if they're only stopping by to rest, a large town will be easier to get through without anyone asking any questions. ]

It'll be easier to potentially restock on nay supplies as well.

[transmit]

Sounds good.

[ yay ♥️

more importantly, ]

Soup's ready. [ he takes his spoon and feeds thorns as if it's the most natural thing in the world—because it is. ] Need any more seasoning, or d'you think it's fine as is?

[oversea]

I think it's fine.

[ it needs more seasoning but thorns thinks they need to save it. what if an emergency happens and they are in dire need of spices...... you gotta think ahead. ]

[transmit]

[ THINGS EXIST TO BE USED!! DON'T BE A PACKRAT!!!

but elysium just nods and feeds thorns another spoon. hehehe. ]

I figured out what I wanted, by the way. From the bet I won.

[oversea]

[ he sips at the soup.

... but now does so a little more hesitantly because hs is worried about what the request is. ]

And what is it?

[transmit]

[ continues feeding thorns at the same pace pre-hesitancy. don't choke on soup. ]

Why don't you look like you trust me?

[oversea]

Hm? This is just my face.

[ and also, he doesn't trust him.

STOP FEEDING HIM. ]

[transmit]

[ this is one of his very respectable hobbies. why would he? ]

You sound it, too.

[ well

thorns does get his wish, but only because elysium has to nudge the spoon to the side of his hand just to aggressively pinch his cheek. die. ]

[oversea]

[ this is so rude

thorns is just going to pinch back in retaliation. ]

Is this your request?