ok but i have been sitting on so much fucking content in terms of Kip’s relationship with Muriel. like they are the sort of friends that don’t need to say a word to each other. they simply get it. kipling goes on ‘muriel retreats’ when she needs to isolate and recharge. muriel is not so secretly obsessed with the way kipling prepares tea. he gave her a chicken for her birthday. the chicken has a name -- Butters. kipling learned how to hone her green magic from muriel before she lost her memories. they take naps outside in the meadow behind muriel’s hut. kipling steals his furs to sleep on top of for whenever she gets a long enough break at work. She brings him grilled eel from the city whenever she can. she teaches muriel how to meditate. they practice mindfulness together once a week. their friendship is beyond me right now. and what do i have to show for it. one measly fic. muri i’m sorry. i’ll do better.Â
