[ Try as she might, Morga can't keep herself from laughing with her. Even her grip seems to loosen once she regains her balance, though it does little for the awkward angle her legs sit at. Oh well, she'll try and fix that in a second. She just... needs to get her bearings.
She's not used to feeling this out of sorts. ]
Was? He never outgrew it.
[ Her smile turns a little wistful, her new body parts giving away her emotions more than her face ever would.]
The only time he didn't cry was when a fever tried to take him not too long after he was born. He'd always try to put on a brave face but I don't think he ever made an effort to hide it in the long run. Hell, the boy is in his forties and he still calls me "mama" if you can believe it.
[ Does she sound a little fond as she says it? It's a mystery. ]
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She's not used to feeling this out of sorts. ]
Was? He never outgrew it.
[ Her smile turns a little wistful, her new body parts giving away her emotions more than her face ever would.]
The only time he didn't cry was when a fever tried to take him not too long after he was born. He'd always try to put on a brave face but I don't think he ever made an effort to hide it in the long run. Hell, the boy is in his forties and he still calls me "mama" if you can believe it.
[ Does she sound a little fond as she says it? It's a mystery. ]