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[mythalenaste]

Time/date appropriately.

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[ombranera]

She does become terribly concerned with such things, and Fereldans tend to have rather personal interpretations of honesty and honor. But- she is dear to me, as are you, and you shall both have a place in Lucci's life.

[mythalenaste]

...You mean that? [She's looking up at him, oddly stricken.] You...want me to have a place in your son's life? Really?

[ombranera]

Well...yes? [ He blinks. ] Do you not wish it?

[mythalenaste]

Of course I do, I--

[Her chest feels heavy.]

It just...sounds terribly like it means I'm part of your clan. If that makes any sense. And if that's like what you mean, then I'm...I'm so very honored, lethallin.

[ombranera]

Ah- well. I do not know family quite so well as one who was raised as such, nor do I know Clans as I was never truly Dalish. But in the Brothel- everyone helped everyone else as best they could, everyone took turns minding the children, making sure we were fed or said our prayers or not sick.

It takes a village, or so the saying goes. I cannot do this on my own. You are a dear friend to me, Pel. I would have you take part in raising him.

[mythalenaste]

[She nods, and plants a little kiss on Lucci's head.]

That's how it is in a clan, too. I will do my very best.

[ombranera]

Then that is enough for me.

[ Zevran settles back, content to watch his son and Pel be adorable.

Or, rather, watches them while he pulls his journal free to sketch them being such. ]

[mythalenaste]

Do you see this, da'len? Do you see your Papa drawing? He's doing that because this is the moment I have become lethallan to you, and you have become lethallin to me. Well. You'll be lethallin when you're older, anyway. For now, you are da'len and you had best make the most of it. The important thing is for you to never forget that your Papa is actually very sentimental and loves you very much.

[ombranera]

This is when you have become Zia Stella.

[ Any other time when love is mentioned, Zevran might sputter or scoff but in this? This he does so honestly. This little elf is his- and never shall it be thought that his son is unloved. ]

He's going to have an interesting upbringing between the Orlesian, Common, Antivan, and Dalish influences in his life.

[mythalenaste]

That just means he will know a great many languages. I'll start knitting baby things as soon as I can. He will grow out of everything very quickly.

[She touches her cheek to Lucci's head.]

I love him already. I want about twenty of these.

[ombranera]

It will not be all that hard- he is small, even for an elf.

[ But that is no surprise, he and Serena both were on the short side. ]

Well you will be welcome to borrow Lucci now and then after his baptism, he has only just become accustomed to sharing a bed with me or my being close as he slept. With the loss of his mother's touch I would rather not startle him with so sudden a change so soon.

[mythalenaste]

You will be surprised how seldom you see him, in Skyhold. Everyone wants to hold a baby. [She tickles Lucci's belly with appropriate uttered sound effects.] What is a baptism, anyway?

[ombranera]

A common Andrastian ceremony where a child- once they've survived nine months- is taken to the chantry to be brought into the Andrastian faith. It is as much that as it is an excuse for a party in the boy's honor later, and as good a way as any to inform those close to me that I've a son.

[mythalenaste]

Who else knows?

[ombranera]

Mia, of course, Leliana, Alejandro, Vivienne. They all sort of...stumbled into my room when he was too obvious to hide. Alejo woke him and I may have threatened his life.

[mythalenaste]

And Alistair. You might not threaten people just for waking him, you know. It just happens.

1/3

[ombranera]

...ah-

[ Well. Shit. ]

2/3

[ombranera]

You see- it is all very complicated, the timing of this and...I may have, perhaps-

3/3

[ombranera]

Not....




Told Alistair. About my son.

[mythalenaste]

...All right.

[That's just about the most bizarre thing she could have expected to hear.]

I won't spring it on him before you have a chance, then.

[ombranera]

I did not want to tell him before I knew what I was going to do- I considered sending him away to somewhere safe and can you imagine his reaction if I told him 'oh I have a child but I am sending him away for his own good?'

Better that he not know if I do that. Now he is in the Western Approach dealing with warden things and, I think, hurt that I did not join him and this is something I would tell him to his face.

[mythalenaste]

Of course it is. Because you're a decent friend.

[She cuddles Lucci a bit, her heart reaching out toward that biological urge to have one of these. One day.]

Babies change everything. He'll stop being hurt when he realizes there's a baby. That's how people are.

[ombranera]

I have no idea how I am going to tell him. I suppose I shall await his safe return and see how it goes from there.

[mythalenaste]

You tell him like you told me. Put a baby in his lap and there is no chance he could be angry.

[She kisses Lucci's bald head.]

[ombranera]

He is terribly adorable, isn't he?