[ Miwako fumbles, concern and discernment knotting her brow slightly, a pout tugging at her pink lips, lashes lowered as she glances down in thought. She clasps her hands to both Alice’s shoulders, then, looking her in the eye again. ]
I’m sure Ken-kun is very nice, and a good boy. But I don’t think a bunk bed is a good idea. Thirteen is, um… a confusing age. I was thirteen once, nee, and so was Arashi. Trust me. I would rather you not share a bedroom. But I’ll help you find a place for Ken-kun and someone to help him, if he’d like that. Miwako has met many kind people here. Okay?
[ There’s an earnestness and maturity in her voice that’s not usually there. Alice has probably never seen Miwako so serious. But she remembers being fourteen and Arashi at fourteen, and figures… thirteen isn’t that different. “Coincidences” happen. Her own experiences influence her worry, even if it’s unnecessary. ]
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[ Miwako fumbles, concern and discernment knotting her brow slightly, a pout tugging at her pink lips, lashes lowered as she glances down in thought. She clasps her hands to both Alice’s shoulders, then, looking her in the eye again. ]
I’m sure Ken-kun is very nice, and a good boy. But I don’t think a bunk bed is a good idea. Thirteen is, um… a confusing age. I was thirteen once, nee, and so was Arashi. Trust me. I would rather you not share a bedroom. But I’ll help you find a place for Ken-kun and someone to help him, if he’d like that. Miwako has met many kind people here. Okay?
[ There’s an earnestness and maturity in her voice that’s not usually there. Alice has probably never seen Miwako so serious. But she remembers being fourteen and Arashi at fourteen, and figures… thirteen isn’t that different. “Coincidences” happen. Her own experiences influence her worry, even if it’s unnecessary. ]