( he makes it sound playful as he supports her legs and shifts her weight a bit, standing with a sound and starting for the chosen picnic site. )
That's what my sister used to call me when I carried her like this. Well - ( amended with a short laugh ) - she was young, so it was more like being her pony.
( back when ada had been small enough carry around anyway, and before their situation had complicated enough that they scarcely saw each other. break had been right so long ago, of course; going back home would've only endangered his family even more (and really, lutwidge and his second coming of age had proved that amply; he can only be grateful she'd got out of both things alright). he's glad she didn't have to linger long in a place like this, left before having to experience the illness and bombings and never saw the destruction at paris nor what he'd also wrought.
it's a good thing, he tells himself.
when they approach where he'd set down the food, oz slows to a stop, moving to gently crouch down again and let her down. but this proves trickier than expected, between the combination of trying to actually let her go without dropping or hurting her and how much she weighs, and in a spectacular feat of dexterity manages to overbalance - right into the waterfall-fed pool. )
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( he makes it sound playful as he supports her legs and shifts her weight a bit, standing with a sound and starting for the chosen picnic site. )
That's what my sister used to call me when I carried her like this. Well - ( amended with a short laugh ) - she was young, so it was more like being her pony.
( back when ada had been small enough carry around anyway, and before their situation had complicated enough that they scarcely saw each other. break had been right so long ago, of course; going back home would've only endangered his family even more (and really, lutwidge and his second coming of age had proved that amply; he can only be grateful she'd got out of both things alright). he's glad she didn't have to linger long in a place like this, left before having to experience the illness and bombings and never saw the destruction at paris nor what he'd also wrought.
it's a good thing, he tells himself.
when they approach where he'd set down the food, oz slows to a stop, moving to gently crouch down again and let her down. but this proves trickier than expected, between the combination of trying to actually let her go without dropping or hurting her and how much she weighs, and in a spectacular feat of dexterity manages to overbalance - right into the waterfall-fed pool. )