HUH. THIS IS WAY MORE THAN 6 SENTENCES BUT I JUST. TOOK THE STORY AND RAN WITH IT.
“And if you do something really cool, pleaseeee let me know,” Kasmeer heard Taimi plead through the intercom, followed by Marjory’s amused laugh.
“Will do,” she said, inviting Kasmeer to join her sitting on a ledge above a small Elonian village they had just saved. A small pause and a deep breath later, she added, “be safe little one. Okay?”
“Ugh, same to YOU!” retorted Taimi, and Kas could almost feel her rolling her eyes. “Anyway! I have to go, Rytlock and Canach are yelling at each other again. See you soon! I hope.”
After a buzz of static, Marjory accepted the warm mug of coffee Kas offered her, as they took a minute to rest before they had to move once more. Kasmeer rested her head on Jory’s shoulder, with a knowing smile.
“She will be alright,” she assured Jory, who huffed through her nose. “She’s with the Commander.”
“That’s what worries me,” explained Marjory, sipping her coffee. “They don’t have the best record in keeping themselves alive. Where did you get this coffee? It’s amazing.”
Kasmeer sat up, as Jory glanced at her while sipping a bit more.
“I’m just saying,”
“Taimi is a big girl, she can take care of herself, and the Commander,” Kasmeer rebutted, leaving her mug at her feet. “She really has grown so much, and she’s so strong and smart and-…”
“Look, I’m not saying she’s not,” interrupted Marjory, also leaving her mug at her feet. “I just worry that she’s the only capable and mature member of Dragon’s Watch - beside us. She has to take care of herself, that’s all I’m saying. I’m actually proud of how far she has come.”
“And have you tell her that?” Kasmeer wondered. “That you’re proud of her?”
Marjory grabbed her mug once more, sipping coffee to buy some time.
“I have implied it.”
“That’s not enough, and you know it,” Kasmeer argued, crossing her arms. “It’s like being a good parent. You can’t just imply things to her, she needs to be reassured, to have an open, honest talk about things that concern her, and what you worry about and what do you think about her.”
She grabbed her mug as well, having a drink now that it was warm, as she waited for Jory’s rebuttal. But it never came; as Kasmeer looked back at her, she realized Jory was frozen in place, the mug half-raised to her lips, and her cheeks getting redder by the second. And then she realized.
“I-I’m not saying we -hic- we should -hic-…” she left the mug back on the ground, waving her hands around. “We’re not -hic- her parents or something. Mothers? -hic- W-whatever, what I -hic- want to say is-…”
“It’s alright, calm down, breath in and out,” Marjory interrupted, leaving her mug too and grabbing Kasmeer’s hands. “There. Feeling better?”
Kasmeer nodded, but a tiny hiccup made her jump. Marjory caressed the back of her hands with her thumbs, breathing slowly so Kas could sync her breathing with hers.
“I’m better now,” Kas muttered, gifting her girlfriend with a warm smile. “Thank you, love.”
They drank in silence, as Kasmeer tried to forget the thoughts that had invaded her head. Thoughts of a pretty house in a better part of Divinity’s Reach, once the war was over, where they could accomodate a decent lab and workshop for Taimi. That would be nice, but not for now. There was, still, a lot to do.
“Now, if you wanted us to adopt Taimi, you could just ask,” stated Jory suddenly. “She is kind of our daughter already, isn’t she?”
Kasmeer spit her coffee.