two dumbasses get voluntold into adopting a child

[crestscholar]

(catch all for child shenanigans, feat. lin/hubie/their dumbass of a daughter)

(child's current name: Cassandra Lily Adeline von Hevring.)

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[crestscholar]

I appreciate that...

[And Linhardt does, honestly. Even as he listens to Hubert and realizes that he's...taking his joke a little seriously...]

...I do admit that I was simply attempting to make a joke out of the situation, but...

[Hrm.]

...If you ever do want to talk about such experiences, know that I am here for you. I always am. And I do like to think that I've gotten a touch better at this 'empathy' thing over the time we've spent together, but...

[...Linhardt moves up a bit, so he can stare at Hubert's face and run his fingers through his husband's hair.]

I would rather you not be made uncomfortable, my love.

[darkbishop]

[He leans into the hair-playing without thinking about it; it's become second-nature to him at this point.]

You have. You always do such a good job of listening and helping. All of that is in the past, and I have no reason to revisit it.

[Mostly because it would be entirely uncomfortable to inflict any of that on Linhardt, but it is partially because he doesn't want to relive it.]

Don't worry. I promise I'm doing just fine, my love.

[crestscholar]

I know you are. And I know you would tell me if you were not, too.

[It makes sense, though, and Linhardt more than understands. His eyelids finally start to flutter a bit, though, and at least that's a good sign.]

I'm grateful to have been able to help you, really. Let us hope that we can assist Her Majesty in whatever is happening when we arrive tomorrow, hm?

[darkbishop]

Of course I would.

[Ah, but Linhardt's already drifting off, and Hubert presses another kiss to the top of his husband's head.]

I know we will. Whatever she needs, I will deliver. But for now... you may as well go ahead and get some rest. We do have to be up early tomorrow, after all.

Goodnight, my love.