Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-28358106-20171016234940

(Scorn) Tirush shrugs a little.

"I shall, yes. But I also am here to apologize.  I often forget that you groundlings are so very easily offended by affection," she chuckles. "Life is short, and harsh. Why spend it being sad, I ask?"

"HHeerr nnaammee iiss G-G-G-G..." Thomas' voice is a double as he's jostled rapid-fire by the zealous Imperia.

"Gemmi! Her name is Gemmi, Lady Imperia." Regina smiles broadly, proud of her youngest child. Gemmi stops digging in her ear and looks at Imperia, then gives her a huge, attention-soaking grin.

"I'm a Gowem of a Gwemwin! But I'm not a Doww.  I also eat a wot of toast wif jewwy."

"Sometimes not at the same time," Aegis murmurs.

"An' I wike, um, pickwes, and, um, fings. And you have weawwy wight skin.  Did you know that Daddy sunbuwns easiwy because he has wight skin, too?"

"I actually think we might have that in common," Thomas chuckles, rubbing his arm.

"Hewe, you can have my spoon." Gemmi, for reasons that are anybody's guess, very solemnly holds out her spoon for Imperia to take.