random_cantina | Bringing a friend to the cantina. ((locked to victormakesart))

"Ah," she said, relaxing monumentally. Griiiiin, soft stroke? "'S cool. 'S long as he ain't a z-" (zombie) "-somethin' scary, 's cool."

"Nope. Justa baby." Ben reached down and stroked the very soft fur as well, then chuckled as Mmlon curled gently around Victor's hand and sent her happy reassuring feelings.

Albus watched for a moment, then went to talk to Cassie in the kitchen, leaving the young people to get acquainted.

"Siddown?" Ben looked up at Victor. "Then you can get Nafen too 'n Lonnie can hug us."

((*Feels guilty for subjecting poor Victor to so many characters at once.* That's all of them, I promise))

((Awww, hee. It's okay. Poor girl is just a bit odd-strange right now.))

She thought about happy things, at least the best that she could. Happy-daydream-smooth-glass-joy-field-lightening. She knelt down next to the two, cradling Ben gently-gently.

((Mmlon might actually help a little bit. He's good at sending happy feelings))

And here came Nathan, rolling till he bumped into her leg and then trying to pull himself up with just normal little baby strength till Ben leaned over and tried to help. Mmlon chirped encouragingly, even letting go Victor's hand to try and push on his foster brother.

((Awwww! Cool!))

She shifted her hold on Ben in order to lend a gentle hand as well. "There we go," she crooned.

The six month old gave her a cheery little grin and cooed, then saw Mmlon trying to crawl into Victor's lap too and laughed out loud.

"No, Lonnie," said Ben, pushing the alien baby away gently. "You hug Victor, we have this side."

Mmlon squeaked and chirped, then wrapped himself lovingly and gently around Victor's shoulders so that all three of the humans were enclosed in soft purry warmth.

A very happy grin, and she held the two human babies in the careful-gentle-firm grasp of someone who was rather practiced in those things, but still did not want to risk making a mistake. "Thank y', Lonnie."

Warm was a feeling that Victor didn't get very often. Warm was nice.

He trilled softly, then cheerfully bombed her with happy feelings that made Nathan giggle and pat him.

She laughed, let the feelings fill her.

It pushed away fear. It pushed away nervousness. Awkwardness. The lingering scraps of pain that clung, like dust, to the windowsill of her mind.

"Thank y'."

"I hope someday you get to meet Jana or Mmween," said Ben as he leaned back against her comfortably. "They're grownup Namarri, 'n their nice too. But not bossy like Lonnie."

Lonnie squeaked, then reached curiously toward Albus as he went to one knee in front of them.

"Cassie says that you're more than welcome to use one of her spare rooms tonight," he said, eyes kindly as they rested on her face. "But you don't need to if you would find it uncomfortable. There are rooms at the inn as well."

"Cantina," corrected Ben, holding onto his toes as he snuggled.

"I dun think Lonnie's bossy, an' I'd very like t' meet...th' others mentioned," she said with a sweet smile, gentle voice.

And then her attention was diverted by the Albus-man. "Thank y' very much, sir. I think crashin' here'd be rather nice." She tried to keep from shifting under his gaze. It wasn't so much that she was particularly shy as it was that she felt like he was seeing her. Really looking at her. Most people just saw things because they were in front of them, but to Victor, Albus-man was making an effort. It was new-ish.

He wasn't fondly remembered as one of the best headmasters a certain school had ever had for nothing.

Albus smiled, his eyes twinkling over his glasses. "Excellent. Then I leave knowing that you are safe and in very good hands." His voice dropped. "I may not know Mrs Winchester personally yet, but I know her sister in law very well and have heard nothing but good of she herself."

"She's great." Ben stifled a yawn by sticking his foot in his mouth.

((And the time approaches for me to sleep again. G'night!))

"L-leave?" She shoved away the little bit of her (actually not quite so little) that wanted to say 'oh please don't leave me' and latch onto him. She was determined not to be childish. "I mean I b'lieve you an' all, totally! 'S that..." She trailed off vaguely, shrugged. "I'll...? 'M sorry, I lost my thoughts."

((good sleep:D))

"Yes. I have to go home," he said gently as Mmlon upped his purring and happies. "But you aren't trapped here. If you want to leave you have only to find one of the teleporter doors and think of where you want to go."

Ben frowned at mention of her going and looked up at her wistfully. Surely she'd stay and cuddle and play at least a little bit longer?

She swallowed, nodded. "You hafta go?" And the happies made her feel more at ease but - but why couldn't he stay? No, she would not be immature about this. "S' that's how it works, then. F'r the teleporters."

She wanted to stay, but Albus had been a relative force of stability for her for the past few however-long-it's-been.

He nodded, blue eyes gentle. "My family will start to worry about me soon. As I said, we're just cleaning up from a war. If it were any other time I would have simply taken you with me, but I don't feel that it would be fair to do so now. You need a quiet, safe place. And the bed and breakfast is many things, but quiet isn't one of them."

Cassie came to kneel nearby and he glanced at her before turning to Victor again.

"I think she needs a hug," said Ben wisely. Mmlon just did more happies.

"Yes, sir." She chewed at her lip, fussed slightly over the babies, nocryingnocrying.

Happy thoughts were good, and she held onto them, used them to help her stay calm.

Small smile at Cassie. "Hi..."

Cassie smiled back, but didn't say anything yet, content to just be a supportive presence to the side.

Albus, meanwhile looked thoughtfully at Ben, then lifted his eyes to Victor again. "Would you like a hug, my dear?"

Another smile, then!

"Please," she said softly, her voice was slightly tight (bordering on choked), but the happy feelings were helping a lot.

He nodded, then leaned forward and gently gathered her and the babies into his arms, praying that she be able to feel safe and comfortable. Mmlon was totally delighted with the whole proceeding and wrapped himself around everybody in the hug.

She relaxed, first from the shoulders, and hugged him back gently. Careful-gentle-soft.

"You're safe here," he murmured, chuckling softly at the happy song that Mmlon was trilling and paying attention so that he could tell when Victor had had enough hug and let go of her.

"Yes," she whispered. "I...I, yes." The song tugged a smile to her lips, and she shifted slightly, ducked her head. It was her own physical way of saying 'it's okay now' without saying 'it's okay now'.

He let her go and sat back, smiling as Nathan and Ben both heaved big sighs and then gently coaxing Mmlon to let go till he could sit back again.

She settled back, with a tiny giggle at the synchronized sighs. And she was suddenly really rather tired.

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