( Emil doesn't need more ammunition for explaining how weird Lalli is. Instead he's grabbing a hold of Lisko, making sure they're looking daddy right in the eye. )
Lisko. Lissssko. Lisko! ( They imitate the hissing noise they're used to. At least Lis and Kiss sound somewhat similar. For a while all they do is hiss at Day Dad, trying to wrap their head around the rest of the word. They both say it often enough, but it's hard to get their mouth around the whole name.
Eventually they spit it out -- SSSSSSSKo. Lssko. Lisko!)
How come you can say that but Emil is too much? ( They don't seem to be bothered by Day Dad's frustration, instead choosing to recite kokokokoko over and over. )
( The person in question looks perplexed for a moment before they recall excitedly (drunkenly) wondering if they could recreate said fire bird. )
I'm pretty sure that's going above their head. ( But oh well, interesting info. Kokko. Huh. ) They should learn some magic vocabulary being here, though. Fire isn't a bad choice either.
( Lisko, let daddy teach you the joys of pyromania. )
( Nnn, a good point. Emil finally gets good at and accepts his magic as amazing!!!! ...And now he can't use it. No one is stopping him from lighting candles or a fireplace on his own if he has anything to say about it. )
Yes, of course. Lisko. ( He looks from Lalli to he lizard he's still holding onto. ) No zapping while we're here, understand?
( Just in case they don't get the idea, Emil takes a hold of one of Lisko's claws, making sure the message gets across. ) No zaps! Magic is a no-no!
( The message doesn't sound like one they like, so instead they'll look at Night Dad. Day Dad is being a bummer, they think!! )
[He does make note of that disappointment... Fascinating. It's kind of neat, having this thing that binds them and leads Emil closer to acceptance of his, well, everything.]
Nooo zzzaps. [Listen to Day Dad, Lisko! Sometimes you gotta do bummer things.] Danger. Gentle hands only.
And if I need to leave, I'm sure Akira can watch them if he's here.
( Don't teach their child something weird, please. Lisko stops the clicking and wriggles away from Emil, going back to flopping on the counter and licking at cookies. This baby...what a lard. )
[god...look at this baby... that's really all Lalli is going to do for several minutes at least. just watch the baby turn chocolate chip cookies into chocolate dip cookies. dip like little hole dips, where the chips used to be.
( Feel like an adult, huh... Emil knows he is an adult, but the concept of feeling like one is foreign. You either are an adult or you aren't, right? Life is more complicated than it needs to be. )
Oh...I never thought about them acting older than us. ( How long do these lizards live? Also shit he doesn't want to think about. ) Should they even be allowed to.
( You're gonna act immature and there won't be any backtalk allowed! )
( Emil continues his peering until Lisko almost spooks him, looking up from their slobbery cookie mess, tongue flailing about to try and lick their non-existent lips clean. )
...I'm positive they're a long way from adulthood, anyway.
I'm wouldn't call any of those cookies, at this point. Lisko, you've made a mess.
( Grabbing some paper towels to help mop up their face with. The lizard squirms at being cleaned up, but allows the act of fatherly sanitation. ) While we're here, it wouldn't be a bad idea to stock up on things they might need. Not that I'm a fan of reading, but they should learn how to do that. Writing, simple math...tools for that sort of thing.
( Tutored dad has experience in this area, though not in another: ) Do you think we should get them clothes?
[This is true... Sigh, poor cookies. Well, maybe they'll smash it up and slap it on some steak or in some yogurt and Lisko will eat it that way. Perfect plan.
Fuck, Emil is making his own plans and Lalli is tuning into them too late. He's here to hear that last question, at least!]
Oh...
[stares at Lisko... are they naked]
Um. You...said something about their skin not being like people skin. Making them colder. So...yes? For that, even if they wouldn't wear clothes normally...
( Don't worry, Emil doesn't plan on anything more than scarves and coats...for now. )
Yeah, exactly! ( That's...essentially what cold blooded has to mean in his eyes, anyway. Palai stay cool because they have cold blood in a hot place, duh. Now if Lisko gets too cold with cold blood, they'll freeze! ) Especially if you take them outside. Though who knows if children's clothes will even fit their lizard body.
Emil grows more aware of their misunderstanding, so he takes off his own jacket and places it around Lisko as best he can. A little too big -- a lot too big -- but at least their head pokes out of the neck hole. )
Lisko. Jacket. Yours. Your own. ( He tries to use his hands as much as possible, illustrating what he means. Lisko, now enlightened, jumps down from the counter with a thud and slithers off with the jacket, choosing to camp out on the living room floor. This is theirs now, so don't mind if they roll all over it. Day Dad smell!! )
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Lisko. Lissssko. Lisko! ( They imitate the hissing noise they're used to. At least Lis and Kiss sound somewhat similar. For a while all they do is hiss at Day Dad, trying to wrap their head around the rest of the word. They both say it often enough, but it's hard to get their mouth around the whole name.
Eventually they spit it out -- SSSSSSSKo. Lssko. Lisko! )
How come you can say that but Emil is too much? ( They don't seem to be bothered by Day Dad's frustration, instead choosing to recite kokokokoko over and over. )
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No, Kokko is big fire bird.
[TEACHING OPPORTUNITY.]
Fire like what Emil does.
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I'm pretty sure that's going above their head. ( But oh well, interesting info. Kokko. Huh. ) They should learn some magic vocabulary being here, though. Fire isn't a bad choice either.
( Lisko, let daddy teach you the joys of pyromania. )
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[If Lisko goes on a zapping spree in this terrible horrible no-good magic-phobic place.]
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Yes, of course. Lisko. ( He looks from Lalli to he lizard he's still holding onto. ) No zapping while we're here, understand?
( Just in case they don't get the idea, Emil takes a hold of one of Lisko's claws, making sure the message gets across. ) No zaps! Magic is a no-no!
( The message doesn't sound like one they like, so instead they'll look at Night Dad. Day Dad is being a bummer, they think!! )
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Nooo zzzaps. [Listen to Day Dad, Lisko! Sometimes you gotta do bummer things.] Danger. Gentle hands only.
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...I won't be taking them out much for the first week or so. ( Just to test the waters of their understanding... ) Just in case!
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Good idea. That gives me time to learn the city more, too.
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( Don't teach their child something weird, please. Lisko stops the clicking and wriggles away from Emil, going back to flopping on the counter and licking at cookies. This baby...what a lard. )
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anyway. look at them.]
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We probably shouldn't let them do that. ( Said while making no move to stop them. )
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[He agrees, in no hurry.]
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I can't imagine this lizard ever talking like us. Being an adult at all.
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That's okay. Sometimes I barely feel like an adult. Then acting older than me because they grew faster would be weird.
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Oh...I never thought about them acting older than us. ( How long do these lizards live? Also shit he doesn't want to think about. ) Should they even be allowed to.
( You're gonna act immature and there won't be any backtalk allowed! )
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[He already said that, but it's really worth repeating!!!]
I don't want them to be stupid. [But...but.] We'll teach them what's important.
[Surely then they'll be the best they can be without acting better than them, right?]
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( Emil continues his peering until Lisko almost spooks him, looking up from their slobbery cookie mess, tongue flailing about to try and lick their non-existent lips clean. )
...I'm positive they're a long way from adulthood, anyway.
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[Yeah... Yeah.]
...I'm not eating that cookie.
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( Grabbing some paper towels to help mop up their face with. The lizard squirms at being cleaned up, but allows the act of fatherly sanitation. ) While we're here, it wouldn't be a bad idea to stock up on things they might need. Not that I'm a fan of reading, but they should learn how to do that. Writing, simple math...tools for that sort of thing.
( Tutored dad has experience in this area, though not in another: ) Do you think we should get them clothes?
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Fuck, Emil is making his own plans and Lalli is tuning into them too late. He's here to hear that last question, at least!]
Oh...
[stares at Lisko... are they naked]
Um. You...said something about their skin not being like people skin. Making them colder. So...yes? For that, even if they wouldn't wear clothes normally...
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Yeah, exactly! ( That's...essentially what cold blooded has to mean in his eyes, anyway. Palai stay cool because they have cold blood in a hot place, duh. Now if Lisko gets too cold with cold blood, they'll freeze! ) Especially if you take them outside. Though who knows if children's clothes will even fit their lizard body.
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[Also Dirk exists, but they don't know that quite yet.]
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Lisko. ( Time to avert their attention from the moist cookie mash. ) Would you wear a jacket? If you had one, that is.
( They stare at Em blankly before papping at the counter a few times. They have no idea what that means, but they wish they did!! )
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[#helping]
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Emil grows more aware of their misunderstanding, so he takes off his own jacket and places it around Lisko as best he can. A little too big -- a lot too big -- but at least their head pokes out of the neck hole. )
Lisko. Jacket. Yours. Your own. ( He tries to use his hands as much as possible, illustrating what he means. Lisko, now enlightened, jumps down from the counter with a thud and slithers off with the jacket, choosing to camp out on the living room floor. This is theirs now, so don't mind if they roll all over it. Day Dad smell!! )
That's not what I meant at all!
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