Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171022125250/@comment-28358106-20171023024948

(Scorn) In the way that only young children can, the rubbing of Partha's tummy and Imperia's kind words make Partha well up. The gentle tone and quick forgiveness makes her feel worse for what she's done, and she climbs to her feet, her face screwed up as the tears run down her cheeks and her mouth trembles. By the time she's up, she is crying silently.

She hides her face behind her wing as she hunches over. Imperia can hear her saying something in a shaky, muffled voice, but between her blubbering and snuffling and mumbling it's impossible to determine what, exactly. The gist of it is, she's very sorry, and she'll make it up to her.

Regina and Tirush say nothing, but watch the scene with motherly interest, Regina with compassion, Tirush with more scrutiny. Aegis pats Partha on the back with a wing.

"See, Peeper? I told you it'd be all right.  She's not mad."

"...Still gonna make it up to you..." Partha quivers quietly.