RE: always an angel, never a god
08-07-2024, 02:35 PM
Finch had thrown herself into preparing for the delivery of these children. Thalia had not been an ideal patient... reticent to be manipulated, touched, or helped in any way., She had mainly leaned on Theory for the duration of the labor and had reacted to the stillborn with a strangely flat affect. Finch had almost opened her mouth to say something - a small platitude, perhaps. A string of useless but comforting words. One hard look from Theory had shut her up. It would be a quiet grieving. Finch struggled to understand but decided quite quickly it wasn't her place to say anything at all. They were her "aunties," but she didn't know the females. Not really. But she was here, and she had a job to do. She offered Theory the damp moss and was grateful when she sucked the liquid from it. Finnie seemed blissfully unaware that Theory's focus on playing the "part" of good patient was for her benefit alone. "Yes! There, a beautiful baby," she said softly, guiding the first-born puppy to Theory's side to begin nursing. "You're doing amazing!" |