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[ Being a mother... isn't as easy as it sounds, Rin's painfully discovering. While the boy she adopted is a sweet little thing, he is also a boy and Rin is lacking in experience when it comes to boys that age. In Japan they were proper and didn't mingle much with girls so there's minimal experience from her childhood to go by. Growing up, there was a baby sister for a few years, but she doesn't like to think about those times either so it's no good. She's been a mother for a week and she's already crawling to her locket after asking around. Turns out most of her close companions either suck at parenting (thanks Saber for everything Mordred) or just planned to never have children at all (because that's helpful, Waver), leaving her in the dark. If only there were self help books available, but of course there's not.

Plus this gives her a reason to actually pester people. See what's been going on now that Caer Scima is rubble and everyone is scattered throughout the world. Let people know she's alive. Give them a chance to speak with her before she shut her locket for good. So here's one Rin, dressed tomboyish for her poking around for all to see. ]

Boys are really a handful, aren't they? No--before you ask--I'm not having relationship problems. I mean little boys. I'm not sulking, but it's really kind of hard to think of activities for someone his age-! [ She's brooding pretty fiercely by now. ] When I was seven years old, all I ever wanted to do was study, so why won't he?

[ Just in case anyone in Allaidh Darach needed further proof that Rin Tohsaka was a nerd. ]

I don't even know what to feed him since Emiya left. [ Yes, that's a public jab at his departure today. She's still a bit sour over it. ] He's a stupid boy, so he knows what boys need! What if I don't have enough of the right vegetables and his growth is stunted as a result. That can happen, can't it?!

[ There's a sound in the background that causes her to nearly drop her locket, the magus fumbling with it for a few seconds before it lands solidly in her palm. ]

Crap, crap, crap! What if he heard-?! Oh no, he's going to think he's an inconvenience and—[ Snapping the locket shut. It'll be a couple minutes to confirm it's clear before she replies to anyone. ]

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Let him run around. Roll in mud. Loose some teeth. Can he swim?

M-Mud? [ And what was that about teeth? ]

I'm not sure if he can swim or not. I just picked him up from the temple a week ago.

[ Swimming lessons are a necessity now she decides since they live so close to the sea. ]

Just—hm. [Just picked him up? Like...with permission? But it's not his place to ask. Let her snatch all the children she likes.]

Mud, yes. Children love mud, and sand, and worse things. Ask him if he can swim. He should be taught; handy to skill to have.

[ One child is enough, thank you. ]

Worse things?

I need a scale to go by here. You say mud and sand, which there's plenty of. What else can he get his hands into?

[ Leaning over to write this down in a book. His advice is being acknowledged in some form at least. ]

Uh... [Alright, she's taking this very seriously.] Water. Hence why he should learn to swim. Blood. All sorts of food. Shit. What can't a child get into?

All I mean is that it's fine, you'll have to wrestle him into a bathtub now and again but it's good for children to get covered in muck and scrape their knees and bust their noses. It's natural, they learn from it, and they usually have fun doing it too.

[He abruptly realises he's talking very confidently about this for no reason whatsoever. How should he know, really?]

Got any good stories?

Is that even proper for me to do? [ Though now she's picturing the hilarious sequence of Waver Velvet trying to tackle a kid into the bath tub.

Definitely writing that one down for her own entertainment. ] He'll get dirty enough with his magecraft lessons. I remember the first time I had to kill a chicken. You won't believe how much blood is in those tiny birds.

No? I remember the first time I killed a chicken. Screwed it up and didn't break the neck properly, so the damnable thing started shrieking...ugh.

Anyway. Stories. Kids fucking love stories.

Oh yes, the noises they make when they're suffering, but not quite dead. [ There's an understanding nod at that. ]

Horrifying. Would scar most children.

The first time I beheaded a chicken and the body continued to twitch on its own probably shaved a decade off of my lifespan.

[ Kid talk can come later, they must bond over chicken killing. ]

Ah, different for me. You were studying; I was hungry. It scared the piss out of me—I was about twelve—but it didn't scare away my appetite.

Birds, though, birds are always strange to watch die, they make uncanny noises. At least the human body in death is a little more understandable.

[ Making a note to not send her birds his way. They might remind him of traumatic childhood experiences and that'd be terrible. ]

You learn to drown it out. [ Hopefully he knows that, acknowledges that she understands and leaves it at that. ]

I'll begin him on that after age twelve. Fourteen? Fifteen?

Not sure what's the appropriate age for hunting.

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video. locked, NO ONE CAN SEE HE IS CONCERNED

everyone should be concerned, who gave this child a child it's horrible

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