( 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!! )
( Marking it...sounds gross, but they look happy. As long as there's no fluids or anything involved, he can deal with it. )
They don't seem to not want their own. I'll get mine back eventually. ( He's used to his jacket being stolen at times. Thank goodness he can buy more here. )
I've never heard of something like that. ( Fire-retardant, sure. Shock-proof? Huh. ) This place has strange things, so we might have some luck, like you said.
( She might be more reassured if the lizard isn't truly electrified. Speaking of, Lisko has decided to drag Emil's jacket with their mouth all the way to his room, tail disappearing around the open doorframe. See ya, space cowboy. )
Ruby doesn't like Lisko so much. ( He doesn't get why, but she's not about their sappy, lizard cuteness!! )
...That makes sense, too. --! Lalli, we can buy food here and then take it back to the island!
( NO MORE BOAR FOR A WHILE he doesn't extrapolate on this applying to canned foods and dry goods, probably because he just got the idea and the logistics haven't set in yet. )
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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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[Lalli's not fond of that thudding noise, but seeing Lisko roll around like an idiot makes up for all that worry.]
You need to be more careful with your words. I think they're marking it.
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They don't seem to not want their own. I'll get mine back eventually. ( He's used to his jacket being stolen at times. Thank goodness he can buy more here. )
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Mmn. Do they make shock-proof winter coats...?
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[watches them roll around some more...]
We should have a lot of time to look. It's fine if they don't get that, too... [It would just be so much easier on the dads...]
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( That might not be realistic, but it would make zap papping much less painful. )
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I like the clicking noise of their claws sometimes.
[Other Times it drives him up the fucking wall and pushes his anxiety into overdrive, BUT YOU KNOW]
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I don't mind the claws so much as when they slap something and electrocute it. ( He lost feeling in his leg one day. That baby is a weapon, truly. )
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Right. But we won't make them wear the gloves all the time.
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( She might be more reassured if the lizard isn't truly electrified. Speaking of, Lisko has decided to drag Emil's jacket with their mouth all the way to his room, tail disappearing around the open doorframe. See ya, space cowboy. )
For now a blanket of their own might suffice.
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[Does Lisko feel threatened by her or something!!! Should he be concerned...]
Yes, we need more blankets. For when we go back.
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...That makes sense, too. --! Lalli, we can buy food here and then take it back to the island!
( NO MORE BOAR FOR A WHILE he doesn't extrapolate on this applying to canned foods and dry goods, probably because he just got the idea and the logistics haven't set in yet. )
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[Who?? Would fear this angel?
Lalli's got the realism covered, don't worry.]
We can't. Um, not all Of it. A lot of foods go bad really fast. Slower, sometimes, when it's cold and you have a lot of salt...
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...Well, yes. Of course. ( my ass ) Either way, there's more here than just boar and rabbit. All of it isn't perishable!
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[watch them gather cans and them not be able to open them]
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