[ this is the funniest possible way to get sibling lore. the octopuff does not reject this incredibly silly little name it gets, so now it is meepa forever. he lifts it up so he can get a good look at it, smiling fondly. ]
Yes—Mipha was my elder sister. [ to meepa: ] Actually, it's a great honor to be named after her—so you be good!
she pauses at the was, because she wants to ask, but also that's a super sensitive topic...]
I'll make sure it behaves. [she says, cheerfully. or what passes as cheerful, for her, which is kind of menacing and a little reminiscent of temenos, actually. meepa the octopuff squeals and climbs up to sit on sidon's head instead. tall and very far away from throné.]
She sounds like she... was? Well-loved. Is, I suppose. Love never really goes away.
[ MENACING... help. sidon's hammerhead is a good roost for the octopuff at least, and he doesn't mind as it sits there and wiggles its tentacles at throné. ]
Precisely so! [ an anglerfish light just. appears on his head, aptly timed to entertain meepa as he speaks. he doesn't seem to have a hard time talking about this, though there is a wistfulness behind his smile. ] But yes, she is remembered with all our fondness. A champion of our people, and the crown jewel of the royal family. A kind healer, yet unmatched with a spear. She was... have you ever met someone that you could not help but love? That sort of person.
[ aww. they're cute, throne and meepa both. he laughs softly, tilting his head so his new little octopuff buddy doesn't fall off when it lists to one side while reaching for the light. ]
Thank you—...it was a long time ago. [ this is said as though he or the zora are at all over it, which they are not. they are so not over it. ] I try to speak about her with a smile these days. Most people who are lost to us—I'm sure they want to be remembered fondly.
[ and not just grieved over forever. which also happens. ]
[of all the races i think the zora are the most not over losing their champion yeah]
... I find myself in awe of you often, Sidon. [she says, after a second, folding her arms. the smile is still there, with that tinge of melancholy she always has, but it's there.] You're right. I'm sure they would.
It takes strength to do, remembering people with a smile, but perhaps that's something I'll work for.
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But I suppose it deserves one. Do you have any ideas?
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[ it does deserve a name if it's going to live. sweet octopuff. ]
We've named things after our princesses in the past—what about Meepa?
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throné smiles a bit at that.]
I like that name. Meepa. [the octopuff wiggles, trilling quietly. it seems to be chill with this.] A princess... a family member of yours?
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Yes—Mipha was my elder sister. [ to meepa: ] Actually, it's a great honor to be named after her—so you be good!
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she pauses at the was, because she wants to ask, but also that's a super sensitive topic...]
I'll make sure it behaves. [she says, cheerfully. or what passes as cheerful, for her, which is kind of menacing and a little reminiscent of temenos, actually. meepa the octopuff squeals and climbs up to sit on sidon's head instead. tall and very far away from throné.]
She sounds like she... was? Well-loved. Is, I suppose. Love never really goes away.
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Precisely so! [ an anglerfish light just. appears on his head, aptly timed to entertain meepa as he speaks. he doesn't seem to have a hard time talking about this, though there is a wistfulness behind his smile. ] But yes, she is remembered with all our fondness. A champion of our people, and the crown jewel of the royal family. A kind healer, yet unmatched with a spear. She was... have you ever met someone that you could not help but love? That sort of person.
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... Yes. [she says, with a little smile. this is more genuine.] She sounds wonderful.
I'm sorry that you lost her.
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Thank you—...it was a long time ago. [ this is said as though he or the zora are at all over it, which they are not. they are so not over it. ] I try to speak about her with a smile these days. Most people who are lost to us—I'm sure they want to be remembered fondly.
[ and not just grieved over forever. which also happens. ]
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... I find myself in awe of you often, Sidon. [she says, after a second, folding her arms. the smile is still there, with that tinge of melancholy she always has, but it's there.] You're right. I'm sure they would.
It takes strength to do, remembering people with a smile, but perhaps that's something I'll work for.