Gabrielle knows that her sisters are a little...tense, at the moment, plus it's been cold for so long, so she's decided to do something to cheer everyone up and make cookies
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Mildmay hadn't really moved from his room after that awful night when he collapsed, being reluctant to encounter Phedre after whatever it was that made him tell her all those things either, but he's also not eaten, and he has to do that eventually. When he gets to the kitchen he picks up a cookie to eat while he looks around
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Felix is careening around like a minor natural disaster, face ravaged and searching for Mildmay progressively more frantically, finding him missing from his room. And kind of screaming mentally because if Mildmay is dead too he doesn't know what he'll do.
He goes to the kitchen last, tense and nervous and barely holding together, and stops short, staring at the boy in the kitchen door. The hair is wrong, and there's no scar, but something - the eyes, and the walk, and his face...
His eyes go kind of wide and his voice is kind of strangled. "...Mildmay?"
The boy flinches at the yell and turns wide-eyed to stare at the tall redheaded (redheaded? Who would want to dye his hair red?) man. He immediately assumes that the man was sent by Keeper (though that's odd, his clothes look pretty flash for lower city, and he cringes back as he steels himself for the expected blow. "I was going back, I promise! I ...got lost!" Though Mildmay never gets lost, and Keeper should know that. His voice is different too, clear and without the slur that plagues the speech of the adult without the scar to distort it.
He flinches at the flinch, eyes just getting a little wider. "I'm not - I -"
He stops, blinks. He's crazy, he has to be crazy, gone completely around the bend, there is no way a younger Mildmay is standing there talking to him aaaaaagh what the hell...Felix steps back a bit, utterly confused.
"...Did Keeper send you?" He assumes yes. Otherwise how would the man know he's name? He opens his mouth to explain that he really was on his way back, he was nearly there honest, but then his eye is drawn to the man's hands and he pales as his eyes widen. He stumbles backwards a few steps before remembering there was nowhere to go. His voice is higher and tight and terrified. "You're a hocus!"
Okay he winces and takes a quick step back, wrapping his arms around himself in a very old, defensive gesture. "...no, I'm not from your Keeper," a little faintly. "I'm not...I won't hurt you. I promise."
As if your promise means anything. A hocus' promise. He feels a sudden, unreasonable urge to giggle.
But probably the sort of gesture he's used to seeing from the other kids, or maybe even himself. It's strange to see a hocus like that. But the reassurance makes less sense. That's what hocuses do. He doesn't try to move any further away, but only because he doesn't think it would do any good.
The man acted more like a kept-thief who just got kicked than a Caballine hocus, Mildmay thought. He looks a little skeptical "...You sure you're a hocus?"
He stares at Felix for a moment, then points at Felix's hands. "...You ain't wearing any rings. Cabal hocuses always wear rings." The specification is very neccessary.
Maybe I'm not a proper hocus then, he doesn't quite say, instead just...not looking at Mildmay. He doesn't have an answer to that, and just draws his shoulders up more.
Because of course he is pretending. He's always been pretending.
Mildmay's just watching him, this just doesn't make sense to him. But the man's not scary, and even if he's got the tattoos he's not wearing the rings, and he's ...like a lot of the boys Mildmay knews just bigger.
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He goes to the kitchen last, tense and nervous and barely holding together, and stops short, staring at the boy in the kitchen door. The hair is wrong, and there's no scar, but something - the eyes, and the walk, and his face...
His eyes go kind of wide and his voice is kind of strangled. "...Mildmay?"
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He stops, blinks. He's crazy, he has to be crazy, gone completely around the bend, there is no way a younger Mildmay is standing there talking to him aaaaaagh what the hell...Felix steps back a bit, utterly confused.
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As if your promise means anything. A hocus' promise. He feels a sudden, unreasonable urge to giggle.
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Ohfuckmesideways, he thinks, very quietly.
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Except for what Mildmay's told him, he might well not be.
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Because of course he is pretending. He's always been pretending.
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