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[pinfold]

[ small Gino does indeed know what day it is. he's dutifully celebrated it for six of his nine years of age. and today he has gathered a bouquet just for this purpose (hand-picked from outside all by himself, many of them not flowers but weeds, with clumps of dirt hanging from the roots), stuck them in a wine glass (he couldn't find a vase) and

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[fckingloyalty]

[You know, he'd always hoped the day would come when Gino would just magically no longer be so much larger than him, but he hadn't ever expected it to happen, and if it did, it wouldn't have been like this. Even with all the things possible here...

Admittedly, he isn't quite sure what he's doing, doesn't realize the purpose of the murky glass full of plants, but he approaches the small boy anyway.]

Are you lost?

[pinfold]

[ he has no idea that he'll grow up to be taller than this incredibly tall guy talking to him right now, scrutinizing with a pretty dull expression for a long moment before he shakes his head. ]

No, sir. I'm looking for Mother.

[fckingloyalty]

[This child before him is so vastly unlike the older version he knows, it really just makes it all the more unsettling. He's so calm and quiet and... blank. No smile, no laugh, no attempt at draping all over him. He's not sure he likes it at all.]

Do you know if she's here? [Because Jeremiah certainly hasn't seen her, but he's not going to say that right off the bat.]

[pinfold]

[ opens his mouth, but doesn't immediately answer, looking unsure. which is probably enough of an answer in itself. then he shakes his head again. ]

I'm not certain.

[ ... 8( looks down at his muddy flowers cramped in their wine glass. ]

I want to give these to her.

[heartstuttering]

[ 'Sup? Also lost shota is also lost. Only, he's looking for the person he's been assigned to for his latest mission. And Gino doesn't look like a 40-something politician. Hm. This is problematic.

So Codename Rolo is going to just stare up at this taller person and wonder why he's stuck half-dead plants into a cup, as if that would keep them alive. ]

[pinfold]

[ small creature at twelve o'clock. is it Britannian? possibly. the result is not looking suspicious as he approaches, although he does still look pretty blank. also, holding that bouquet pretty close to his chest. ]

Excuse me.

[ i need to get by, tiny animal |B gotta find mommy ]

[heartstuttering]

[ Just watches, tilting his head. Yep, fellow Britannian, but not anyone he recognizes. Judging by the kids clothes, he's probably a noble or something. ]

...They're dead.

[pinfold]

[ okay now he looks suspicious. also possibly offended. ]

What?