"If it helps, lass, Security confessed its feelings about you to me already." A gentle squeeze in the hug. "It's a delight to know y'all make each other happy."
At least like this Erin can't see the expression that makes her pull, the little heart skip beat that she feels to think that Erin knew earlier than this, and then the grateful relief that it wasn't said to her earlier.
She turns her head so her words won't get muffled again.
"...we're going to the carnival."
As in, actually asked and promised to go together. There. You can be happy for her.
"Oooo! Have fun, little bird! You might catch me around engaged in the sacred tradition of winning entirely too many prizes for my girls, imma slap on eyeballs for it." There probably won't be any carnies to astound, which is half the fun, but such is death. "Security likes being high up, if that gives ya any thoughts on activities."
Even if she can't admire the view, the feeling will be nice. It's the exact reason she wants to go on things that are fast, and she already knows she likes roller coasters.
"But I'm sure both of us are going to be experiencing something new. It's never been to one, and my version is surely much less...modern."
But at the same time, she's been holding that message of I'm looking forward to it. in her mind since it was given.
"Liquid cheddar. If someone offers you loaded fries those are great too but they'll be a different affair, usually with ground beef and jalapeno." Erin sighs in contentment. "Fucking love fair food."
"That might get romantic, sharing dessert is a bit traditional but Security doesn't like new food textures." Erin hums thoughtfully. "Regardless, funnel cakes and elephant ears, which if I remember right are actually old as fuck. Shaved ice for walking around so y'all stay hydrated. Otherwise? Find Max Maximum. Place your culinary life in his hands."
"Well then - CHURROS!" Erin's voice is all excitement. "Get you some fucking churros girl - stick-shaped pastries dipped in cinnamon sugar, they're to fucking die for. Mexican treat, became common fair food, they're soft and filling."
"I can only get one, because if the stories I've read are any indication, I'm going to be trying a lot of things in a very short period of time."
And she's going to cut off a piece to bring back for Johnny, because he's going to get a small assortment of things to try. This is her plan for his future.
"Good food, entertainment...and spending time with someone."
"Oooooone more thing," Erin says, lifting a finger. "Get some not-me person to find sunscreen. The spa or the infirmary should have it, in theory, but it's gonna be a lot of walking around outdoors in the hot sun. Ideally we like, pile it up near the entranceway so everyone can apply it on the way out, but I for one will burn to a fuckin' crisp. Not a souvenir you want."
"Oh neat you get to learn a thing!" Erin's voice is bright with interest. "It's a topical preventative medicine, rubbed into exposed skin, which prevents one from burning in the sun. My pale ass needs the strong stuff, but it's wonderful, really helps out."
"Yes! It does wear off over time due to sweat and the like so, y'know, bring a tube with you, but yes! I dunno if Security burns, you'll have to ask it, but like, yeah, sunscreen. Also great for preventing skin cancer from excessive sun, which uh, if this is how you're learning about that, that's why that happens."
"And...thank you." For not laughing, for hearing her out. For not calling her out while she has to muddle through all of this. Improvising, Security had said.
"Think nothing of it, little bird. I don't remember being young and in love due to, you know...who I was as a person, but big secret? Now that I'm over forty and in love I still feel the worries you're expressing. That's love for you."
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She turns her head so her words won't get muffled again.
"...we're going to the carnival."
As in, actually asked and promised to go together. There. You can be happy for her.
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Even if she can't admire the view, the feeling will be nice. It's the exact reason she wants to go on things that are fast, and she already knows she likes roller coasters.
"But I'm sure both of us are going to be experiencing something new. It's never been to one, and my version is surely much less...modern."
But at the same time, she's been holding that message of I'm looking forward to it. in her mind since it was given.
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This is critically important.
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Does this sound childish? Yes. Does she know? Also yes.
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And she's going to cut off a piece to bring back for Johnny, because he's going to get a small assortment of things to try. This is her plan for his future.
"Good food, entertainment...and spending time with someone."
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She just knows if you keep on in the sun for long enough, you get tired.
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While she does not want to move out from the bird hug, she definitely has moved on from being consumed by her romantic anxieties.
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The medical questions do tend to fall under other people's purview, but generally, she's just used to being told to take breaks and wear hats.
"You might have to remind me in the morning about that - I might be too excited for the happening itself to think about it."
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Erin ruffles Helena's hair gently. "I think I might be tapping out too. Bedtime?"
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One tiny pause.
"And...thank you." For not laughing, for hearing her out. For not calling her out while she has to muddle through all of this. Improvising, Security had said.
Wrap?