For Kavi Chernevog

[revmother_livia]

While Spade was going to confer with the leprechaun, Livia had decided on a more direct approach. The need for revenge was familiar to her, having spent much of her life trying to somehow avenge her father's death, but somehow this was different. It seemed as though Sam would be alright, but for him to have been brought low by what amounted to an

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[owl_and_heart]

As it happens, this boy who looks like a fisherman's son is curled up in a corner of the warmest room in the Mansion. Owl is perched on the mantle, regarding everyone with disdain; Kavi, who looks like an infinitely younger version of the description Spade will have given her, has his head in his hands.

[revmother_livia]

Though she can't verify the description, there's nevertheless something about the boy that catches her attention.

"Hello," she says in an even voice, watching the boy carefully carefully. "Are you alright?"

[owl_and_heart]

"It's winter, miss," says the boy, lifting his head to look at her. Owl blinks once.

[revmother_livia]

She glances at Owl, then back at the boy.

"I noticed... Are you cold?"