DISAPPOINTMENT TAKES US BY SURPRISE, AND BY NOW I THINK WE SHOULD HAVE REALIZED. . .
OPHELIA STONE!
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[Hobbling over to him, scrambling up onto a chair to look at him, but keeping her distance just in case he was just as uppity about his hair as he was when she was a toddler.]
Heh. I guess I did. . .? I dunno, the last foster family I was with had an older daughter who did my hair like this...
Well, duh. Of course I only carry the BEST crayons~!
[Nudging the expansive 120 Box in front of Max.]
Now, don't break any of 'em! I got these as a present for my birthday! Be gentle wit' em!
[She warns, opening up the coloring book. . .]
[Was coloring in a coloring book, but. . . the eyes on her make her close it, bookmarking it with the crayon she was using. Looks back at Max.]
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𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚
𝙉𝙀𝙒𝙎 —
OPHELIA STONE!
[The sound snaps her head right up. That must be him, even as doubts crept in from the edges of her mind. . . Peeking her lil self out to see her....worm dad.]
...Dad?
[Head tilt, a nose wipe on her arm.]
[Ophie hears a familiar voice. One she hasn't heard since. . . oh god. Tears threaten the child's already watery blues, she wipes them away, and searches around for the source of the voice. . .]
[Gasps quietly!]
D'ya wanna color with me? I'd like to color more, but you were staring at me. . .
[If she had a tail, it'd be wagging.]
