5th Invasion

[praxipads]

[Aww, someone's not happy. There's lots of Babeh Crying in the background.]

That's it. I've tried everything.

My own daughter was never this hard to please.

I've made faces, voices, tried every game in the book and still the child insists on screaming his lungs out.

And it started when you, Jane, left for more food.

So Jane, the child requests your

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[oblique_wisdom]

[Zelda's not surprised by this. She's really not. Not given what she's heard from Erol and Jak. Yet, all the same, she's finding it hard to scrounge up words for him. Then again, it is Praxis. Zelda can feel herself just shudder when she attempts.]

...It... is not very good of parents to let their children cry. Are you trying to make your partner do all of the work, Sir?

[Does that even make sense? She racks her brain for something better.]

...Just... try your best...?
Or ask Sir Erol to help?

[OoC: THANK YOUUUUU. xD I accept partial responsibility for this!]

[praxipads]

...Madam, I do not know what gave you the impression I was letting anyone do 'all the work' here, but it should be noted that you are wrong! I have done my best to please him. It has not worked and I am trying other avenues to get the child to stop crying.

It is unfitting for a kind voice such as yours to be so needlessly rude.

[oblique_wisdom]

[What...? But she didn't even... Zelda would sooner trip over herself deliberately to say anything rude.]

I... was just asking an inquiry, Sir... I did not mean to offend you.

[She's never claimed she'd always be right. In fact, she expects to be wrong sometimes.]

...I... do not if this will work, but... perhaps you should sing to your child...?

[praxipads]

If you don't mean to offend, my dear, may I suggest you do not insinuate irresponsibility?

And I have tried the songs I know--I doubt he can hear me over his own racket. But thank you for your suggestion. I can see you are an experienced mother.

[Not.]

[oblique_wisdom]

[Zelda frowns. Jak didn't tell her Praxis was so rude. She usually tries not to be. Some men like being the ones in charge. It doesn't seem like an off assumption according to what she's heard from the other two from Haven.]

......
I accept my flaws and my discrepancy in speech. There is hardly a need to press further into it.

The more aggravated you grow, the more likely your child will sob.

[And she's far from experienced. She's just trying to think of what the right thing to do would be.]

[praxipads]

[Wow, he's forgotten how much really, REALLY snooty times grate his nerves. He can talk all proper and shit, but this lady takes the freaking cake.]

Again, thank you, Madam.

[oblique_wisdom]

[...... Talk about pressing buttons. Zelda's going to let this go for now. He's probably just irritated by the child, and may not mean anything he seems to be saying.

And if he's not, well... It'd be like carrying on a conversation with the Evil King. Her diplomacy and compromise cannot be used on all people. It's a difficult realization to face.]

...Of course, Sir.