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Aurin holds his mother's hand as she leads him from the street to his aunt and uncle's house. He's been here only a couple of times, and can't remember most of them distinctly; they're sort of awkwardly related, his dead father's half-brother and the wife thereof. But now they have a baby parunia, and that means there is a dragon related to Aurin who is not too far from his age, only thirty-one years younger. This is apparently the sort of relation that it will be particularly enriching for Aurin to meet. They can do this now instead of waiting a month, because parunias don't die when they're babies; this one is safe, unlike the miscellaneous cousins on his mother's side he's never met because they are all in too much danger to get attached to (and have all succumbed to that danger). So here they are. Even though it was a very long flight and he couldn't ride his mother for takeoff and landing when she had to be a heron, only for the middle part.
Alys knocks on the door.
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Finnah does not roll over and scream! She helps set it up again.
Mial perks up slightly. His strategy is succeeding!
They have another close game, which he loses again.
They have another close game, which he loses again.
This will occupy Finnah for most of an angle. Then she gets thirsty.
Finnah drinks the water. Her preferred method of drying her lips after having done so a bit messily is to breathe fire - aimed into the air, if not particularly carefully - until this has done the job.
Then Finnah rolls over again, but she keeps rolling, apparently for sheer kinetic amusement, not to be adequately pathetic in her screaming.
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Mial tries the rolling thing. The rolling thing turns out to be fun! Spinnyspinnyspinny oh whoops now he's dizzy. Dizzy and crying.
Koridaar gathers him up and pets him, even though this never helps with the crying, because he has told her it's nice anyway. He clings.
Koridaar gathers him up and pets him, even though this never helps with the crying, because he has told her it's nice anyway. He clings.
Well, that sets Finnah off. She doesn't so much sob as holler, though. With fire.
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Koridaar puts out the fire with a spell whenever it catches on something, and continues petting Mial.
Finnah eventually calms down and gnaws on her claws.
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Mial is down to very quiet crying by this point, but he is not quite ready to stop being petted and go be sociable again. Pet pet.
Finnah has books, and not all of them have been too on fire to be legible now. She tips one off the shelf and reads and gnaws and reads and gnaws.
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Mial eventually jumps down from his mother's lap, hugs her leg (she smiles at him), and goes over to sit with Finnah.
Finnah turns back to the beginning of the book so Mial can read along with her.
Read read read!
It's a storybook about a light who goes on a hike and heals injured and sick animals and receives fanciful gifts from each one which suffice to let him defeat the bad guy at the end.
Mial has commentary! He thinks the light could have defeated the bad guy faster if he had been sneakier about it.
"Sneaky how?" asks Finnah.
Mial describes his alternate strategy enthusiastically! It rests on less monologuing and more cleverness.
"That wouldn't use all the presents," says Finnah.
"He can keep those in case he meets another bad guy," says Mial.
"But after he defeated this bad guy 'all was well'. So there aren't more. That wouldn't be well."
"All might not be well forever though," says Mial. "It might just be well for a while. Or he might go find a bad guy somewhere else."
"Oh. But then he'd only have a couple of presents to defeat the bad guy with."