[During the age event]

[thermalwind]

[There’s the following written carefully on the rock.]

Hey.

Be careful if you approach Storyteller. I don’t know if everyone will face them at the same age. But if they start sounding hostile, don’t stay and take it.

It’s not good for them or us. If this is another of those times they probably won’t remember anything of this when it’s over. Best to stay away.

[He’s done all he can to protect others. Maybe the damage will just be to him. He hopes so.]

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[diplomacycheck]

Probably, though she's rarely been this insistent before... [She accepts it and starts to work on it, but pauses at the information. A single white brow raises as she looks up briefly.]

Oh? How so? [She asks, getting the other sleeve and handing it back.] I believe it's your turn.

[team cryptid: 4 | clothing items: 0]

[thermalwind]

[Keith gets the seam along the collar of the shirt and passes it back. The next step is time consuming but simple. He could do it in his sleep. His mother had been terrible at it but he learned it long long ago with his father.]

He keeps doing double takes. At all of us. He was following the people turned into kids for a bit.

[He didn’t know what to make of Shiro when he was younger for a bit too.] I think he isn’t affected by whatever is changing all of us.

[diplomacycheck]

[He's lucky to have been taught these skills while young. She had people for this long ago, but... well. Best not to talk about it. Instead she focuses on the seam at the hem and sighs. Well, they danced around it long enough.]

I vaguely recall agreeing with those looks. It was weird for me, too... when I was a child. [She shakes her head, handing it back to him.] When I wasn't as affected, at least.

[In that way. It still feels like years ago even if logic is trying to tell her otherwise. That it's only been a handful of days.]

[thermalwind]

Yeah. You were just really small. [Unlike the awkward town that was Shiro from way before they ever got together. His husband had reasonably been overwhelmed and needed time to fathom even the hints of what was ahead of him. Keith sighs.]

But it feels strange now, doesn’t it? Like it happened a long time ago.

[He says he uses the seam ripper to its fullest potential. They need a patch a certain size.] Can you show me the area that needs patched? I want to get this slightly bigger than the damaged spot.