oracle

❝ perhaps we might buy some sleepwear for you too, and some warm clothes for the autumn... ❞ she thinks aloud, fingers going through some hangers on a rack. her eyes look over her shoulder to glance at the oracle. ❝ is there anything you would like to try on? you're free to choose anything you'd like. ❞

"Thank you Lyra, I appreciate this. But I... I'm not really sure where to begin." Her gaze lowers, sheepish. "What would you suggest?"

“there we were, laughing as if we had not a care in the world. fleeting though it as, in the moment, i was content.”

❝ he already thinks of you as his daughter. there is nothing you need to fear. ❞ she reassures the oracle. ❝ you simply need to find the right time. it might come as a surprise to him, but... i can imagine he would be overjoyed to hear you call him 'father'. ❞

"I don't doubt how he feels, and I really wish to surprise him... But I still feel so nervous and I don't understand why."

"Uh...." Clearing her throat, she attempts "Like this?" so bad. So, SO bad. "Call me father." ABSOLUTELY not.

"I-I'm sorry, I --" She takes a deep breath. "This is harder than I thought."

So, with that being said, Kugisaki adjusts herself. "So, what are key pointers? How should I stand? How does he talk?" Are they really going to roleplay this out? ALL to help her friend, of course!

"He stands with his arms folded a lot. He talks like..." A pause. "Like I do...? I don't quite know how to describe it."

❝ Haha. It's easy to say not to be, but that doesn't resolve anything. It's natural to be, ❞ he reassures, his smile softening a little at how forward she is on the matter. still, he can't help but feel a tinge of understanding and consideration, given it all. ❝ From my perspective, if he took the effort to go to that degree for you, then chances are he wouldn't mind. It took some time for me to call my adopted father at the time the same, if it helps. He's the one who kept insisting I did, in fact. ❞ crossing his arms, he thinks a little more on it, tilting his head thereafter. ❝ How about this. Why not ask him if it's alright to start calling him it? Maybe it might ease the nerves if he's the one reassuring you. ❞

"I wanted to show him how grateful I am, but I didn't think I would get so nervous just thinking about it..."

He offers her a small smile and an encouraging thumbs up. "I think you should just go for it, if you think he'll take it well."

"I think he will, I'm just nervous to say it for the first time. It'll be much more different than what we're both used to." The thumbs help absolutely helps, though.

"I don't think I look anything like your dad--," she says, but she pumps her chest out and beats it with her fists, "But you can try it out on me. I'll even act like him. Just say the word."

"Really?" Her entire demeanor immediately changes to a more positive one. "Thank you, Kugisaki! I don't know how well I'll do, but this is very kind of you."