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[thekingsgambit]

[Tonight in camp, there is a BIIIIIG pink cake with HAPPY BIRTHDAY written on it in red gel. Staring up at the cake are a few tiny faces, which might be slightly familiar. Though one of those looks distinctly less interested in the confection than the rest and might even look a bit... moody.]

... I don't think you should eat it, Nunnally.

Comments

[servicewitha]

Aren't they adorable?

[ascendthethorns]

Do you have much experience with children, Fuuma?

[servicewitha]

Some.

[ascendthethorns]

Only some?

[servicewitha]

Yes? Were you expecting me to have more?

[ascendthethorns]

No. Do mind that they don't overhear your praises though - that is, unless you wish to find yourself at their mercies. Nunnally's in particular.

[servicewitha]

I don't really mind. When I lived in Tokyo, there wasn't much for the younger children to do, so I played with them when I wasn't busy running operations or doing upkeep.

[ascendthethorns]

These children are poorly accustomed to having little to do.

[servicewitha]

That'll make this fun, then.

[ascendthethorns]

[watching tinychildrens]

They'll also need to be kept under constant watch, but they're not much accustomed to that either.

[servicewitha]

Well, I can help if you need it.

[ascendthethorns]

[nodssss]

Is this your first time seeing them this age?

[servicewitha]

No.

[ascendthethorns]

Lelouch is familiar with camp; he knows that he's replacing his older self and that he won't be here for long.

[servicewitha]

That's handy.

[ascendthethorns]

It might be useful in getting him to trust to you.