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[turco]

*Arrives at Fingolfin's with baby in his arms and squirrel on his shoulder.*

*Knocks on the door*

Please be sober, please be sober, please be sober...

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[_fingolfin]

*looks up as you're shown into his study* Wha-hey? Oh.

*drags himself out of his chair and swiftly removes his son from your arms*

*cuddles* :)

[turco]

*To the squirrel.* You can go. I'll call you about the nuts.

*Turns to you* Be you sober?

[_fingolfin]

*blinks*

Do you always utilize small rodentia as fashion accessories?

[turco]

Him? Oh he was just helping me distract your boy there. He got a bit cranky. Bless him. :))

[_fingolfin]

*looks down at Airekáno* Poor baby. You jush wanted your atto, didn't you? Yeshoodid! :))) <333

Ahem. Listen. *runs his free hand through his hair and stares carefully at the floor* I want to thank you for...you know. Everything. That goes for Fin, too. Everybody's been...well. Amazing.

*the gratitude, she burns*

[turco]

Oh. Erm, don't mention it. It was nothing, no problem. Well, there was a slightly spitting-up issue this morning but nothing we couldn't handle...*cough*

If you need anything, just, you know. *Nods*

[_fingolfin]

I...yeah, that's...um. Good to know.

Do you, ah, want a drink or anything?

*is fairly certain he could not possibly feel more awkward than he does at this moment*

[turco]

Uhhh...thanks but...I should probably be getting back to Fin and you probably want to some time to yourself, I know I probably would...actually I don't know I'd do in your situation so I'm going to stop talking now...

[_fingolfin]

*pinches the bridge of his nose* Yeah, okay. Thanks again.

in your situation

:S

*shows you out*

[turco]

*winces*

Note to self: Try not to speak.

[finalgolfinian]

Ehhhh!!

*attaches his hands to your shirt and pulls some of it into his mouth*

*drools happily*

[_fingolfin]

*holds you close*

Yes, I missed you, too. Don't worry; I think I'm pretty functional for the moment. Still wish your mother were here, though. She's a fair sight better at this sort of thing. *sigh*

[finalgolfinian]

Buh?

*pulls the shirt out of his mouth and smacks his lips*

[_fingolfin]

*sighs and nods* My thoughts exactly.

[finalgolfinian]

Ahhhh.

*stares up at you intently*