☾ 003 | audio | day 447

[fuckingwolverine]

[Hey, Asgard. Have you ever had to hear a terrified feral six-year-old throwing a tantrum?

Unfortunately, you're about to.

For Lilly, forgetting Asgard memories had been disquieting-- it felt funny, and it was always confusing when they suddenly came rocketing back to her. But now she's periodically forgetting Mama and her sister, and that? Is just not acceptable.]

Mama! No! Victoria! Mama, Mama, Mama, Victoria, Mama!

MAMA!

[There's the sound of small palms slapping the ground in frustration.]

Stop now! Help! Come-- come back!

[She smacks at her bracelet display, and the feed ends there.]

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[fuckingwolverine]

[She nods.]

Big. Big hair. Black.

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[bays]

[Tom searches through the crayons, finds the black one before drawing a stick lady on the wall. He gives her exactly three strands of black hair.]

Like that?

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[fuckingwolverine]

[She takes the crayon and starts scribbling black hair all over the fucking place.]

Dat.

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[bays]

[That right there is some hair.]

Alright, got it. She looks right pretty, your mum. Not that we judge women by their looks, McNair said.

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[fuckingwolverine]

Pretty.

[She touches Mama's crayon face.]

Bootiful.