Catch-all; Beau

[momming]

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[momming]

[ well.

It burns.

And Otome kind of coughs a little, but manages and hands the flask back. ]

Thank you. I think I needed that before I go check on the kids.

[disreguarded]

[she takes it back, and takes a swig herself.]

No rest for the doctors, huh. [...] You need any help? I already talked Ichiro and Yamato off the edge tonight, I'm in rare fucking form.

[momming]

I think tomorrow is what's going to be the hardest problem, especially if the kids insist on going.

[ With a very small grimace. ]

[disreguarded]

[ahhh, yeah.]

I think - at a certain point, you can't stop them. You just gotta be there for them, instead.

[momming]

That's about what I'm expecting.

[ Wearily. ]

Let's do our best to support them.

[disreguarded]

[a pause, and then, sort of - not shyly, but maybe a little:]

Yeah.

... Do you want a hug? [she maybe looks like she could use one]

[momming]

[ Otome pauses, then breathes out a soft laugh. ]

Yes, please. If it isn't too much trouble?

[disreguarded]

[beau pushes herself up off the couch and wraps her arms around otome - snugly, but not rough, cautious of her injuries. that's her answer - of course it isn't any trouble.]

[momming]

[ Beau is great.

And Otome kind of sags into it immediately, hugging back just as carefully.

Yeah, she really did need this. ]

[disreguarded]

[oh... well, beau is very okay with just hugging her for a while. she's pretty decent at it! eventually she will let her go, though.

it's like, an automatic move - she reaches and tucks otome's hair behind her ear. and then a bright red flush settles over her nose.]

... I'll be there, tomorrow.