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Elspeth isn't sure till she says it, but when she says it, she's sure.
[My particular affinity for Milliways doors is gone. I went too long without using it when we had Jane, and if it comes back at all it will take a long time. Someone may still find one, but we can't expect it to be me or soon.]
She fields some questions - not that many; people tend not to ask Elspeth for clarifications or restatements.
And then she settles Harley on her lap.
"We're stuck in Aurum for a while," she tells him.
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her_imperial_radiance
Cuddleflop!
Snuggggggggle.
Yes, he is definitely turning pink.
Yes, he is definitely turning pink.
"Warm," he says.
Snuggle snuggle.
Cuddle cuddle.
...Wriggle.
"Itchy," he announces.
...Wriggle.
"Itchy," he announces.
her_imperial_radiance
"Yes, sunburns are itchy, like I said. If you scratch it, it will get worse."
"Itchy," he repeats.
Harley wriggles out onto the sand and rubs his whole back against it.
her_imperial_radiance
Elspeth giggles. "I can wish the itch away, if you want."
"Nahhhhhh," says Harley.
Wriggle wriggle.
her_imperial_radiance
Elspeth doesn't need to take a picture; she can show people her perfect recollection of Harley's entertaining childhood whenever she likes. She just watches him, smiling slightly.
His skin is indeed peeling off in places.
"Icky," he giggles.
"Icky," he giggles.
"Yeah!"
Harley giggles and rubs at his sunburnt, sand-covered arms.
Eventually, Harley and his sand and peeling skin all flop onto Elspeth.
"Fix it?" he yawns.
"Fix it?" he yawns.