#hestercott

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*grabs a handful to make into water balloons tbh*

A number of colorful figurines arranged on the wooden table catches her eye as she gazes at the stattuetes shaped like cactuars; only miniature in comparison to their real life counterparts. Gently laying her delicate fingers, making sure they lack spikes--certainly a childish thought that brings a smile to her face as she finds herself giggling. Refusing to break contact with the picturesque dolls which continue to entertain her eyes, she parts her rosy lips. “Do these belong to you?”

Gladio laughed light-heartedly as he realised the young kid was sitting on his shoulders and try to guide him around the same he would have done with a horse. He didn’t mind at all: since Talcott was three, Jared had the habit of bringing him to Amicitia household so that he and Iris would play together. The eldest sibling joined them at times when he was not too tired from work.

“ Onward ? ” Gladio asked with a playful attitude, he started to cross the family garden in large strides, still careful to hold the baby in place with both hands on his sides. “ What about… up in the sky ? ”

                 ‘ IT’S ,  UH ,   COMPLICATED .  ‘    more or less it skipped his mind .   he honestly doesn’t even know  where  they fall along that spectrum .    too many questions ,  too many conversations they actually haven’t had .  mutual feelings .  mutual care .    that doesn’t mean he won’t throw an arm ‘round talcott’s shoulders . pull him close to mess his hair up . 

               IT’S  FAKE  :   cut wrong ,   all too shiny  in certain spots against its surface .  holding it in his hand ,  the RUBY  feels awkward .  too heavy  /  too light  all at once .  he hadn’t paid much for it and it would be worth it in the long run if the kid held up his end .   give him a stone ,  see what he can do .  he’d done it once to earn SURPRISE            talcott ,  a good addition to the game ,  if he could do it again .     ‘ WHADDYA THINK ?   real or no ? ‘  

     she glances down at the small, yet decrepit statue that she found on one of her hunts. a smile pulls at her lips at the thought of giving it to a certain someone she knows loves these things. booted feet quickly walk up to the familiar face, eyes twinkling with excitement. “Hey Talcott, I think I found something you might like!”