#FFXIVWrite2018 Day 2: Silenced
He had been five, and (to Ghesâsaeâs chagrin) full of things to say. If it wasnât a question it was some anecdote or another from whatever ran through his little toddler mind. At that age, Ghesâsae could find a momentâs peace in sending him out to play; the problem was that it only made his babble worse when he came back. âThe birdsâ this, âthe marmotsâ that, anecdote after anecdote on the creatures living beyond the yard.
It reminded him of Falâir. He hated it.
It became unbearable one particular night, when Ehnek had been running a bothersome fever. Ghesâsae had gone with his usual tactic of getting Ehnekâa out of his hair with a bag of acorns and instructions to âgo feed the nutkin or whateverâ. It only lasted an hour before the tiny shadow darkened the kitchen door again.
âEhnekâa,â he sighed, glancing up from the soup bowl, âI told you to go feed the nutkin.â
âI did. Then a hunter scared them and they all ran away.â He tilted his head, and Ghesâsae tried very hard not to see that idiotâs face in his spawnâs again. âThe squirrels said thank you though--â
âEhnekâa, I donât have time for the squirrels right now, Iâm trying to help your mother.â Ghesâsae set the soup bowl down on the tray, carefully balancing it and the glass of orange juice as he picked it back up. âIt will have to wait until sheâs better.â
âBut they said it now...â
Heâs five, the logical part of his mind tried to say as he stalked back to the bedroom, he doesnât know better. To his annoyance, Ehnekâa followed at his heels, talking too much to get a âgo awayâ in edgewise.
âThen all tried to say thank you at the same time,â he continued, âbut they arenât very good at doing it all at once like singing...â
He doesnât know better.
âSo it came out like âthank you thank you thank thank you you!â and it was really funny!â
Why doesnât he know better?
âI think Mom would find it really funny...â
âEhnekâa,â he hissed as he whirled on his heels and made the child jump. âI have been working all night to help your mother, and I have told you I donât have time for your story. Your mother is very sick tonight, and squirrels being silly wonât make her fever go down. Understand?â
That got him to stop, and his eyes went wide at the first bubble of silence since he got back. â... uh... it might make her feel better?â
âI know what till make her feel better and itâs not. Bothering. Her.â His snap was sharp enough for Ehnekâa to flinch back, and it bought him enough time to stop the child when he opened his mouth again. âNow I donât want to hear another word out of you all night. If you really want to help your mother then you need to stay out of the way and be. Quiet.â He paused for a breath, and to his relief, Ehnekâa stayed silent. âDo you understand?â
Ehnekâa almost said something, but Ghesâsae was quick to raise an eyebrow as his mouth opened, and it was quickly shut and replaced with a nod. âGood.â He straightned back up, readjusting his grip on the tray more comfortably. âGo read your picture book. Quietly.â
Another little nod, and Ehnekâa zipped off for the living room. Ghesâsae stood quiet in the hallway for a few long seconds, and when only silence met his ears, he dropped his stern expression and continued on his way.
The silence carried from hour to hour, enough that when dinner rolled around, Ehnek had to comment. âEhnekâa has been awfully quiet today...â
âHe knows youâre resting,â Gheâsae offered, giving her a small, reassuring smile. âHe just wants to help.â