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Daughter of Jolanda, I have need of a woman's counsel. Soon shall come the day that bright-eyed Sieglinde, whom here I claim for my daughter, turns thirteen years of age. I am told that in this land, such an occasion marks a maiden's blooming into womanhood and thus warrants great celebration. Know you of this tradition? Then perhaps you might tell me how best this day ought to be marked, for among the Achaeans we honor it not. I would not wish to ignore the vital customs of this land, lest I turn unfriendly eyes upon me. Moreover, merriment makes for the heart a suitable salve when it aches.

Whoa, okay, hold up. First of all, who told you being thirteen makes her a woman? That's still stage two, for sure. So you know, don't hire any strippers for her birthday party, alright?

One of my "co-workers" [listen to him, trying to use modern lingo] at the gymnasium warned me that I would soon need to beat young men away with a stick that Sieglinde's sweet chastity may be preserved [Achilles, have you met your "daughter"?], so numerous and rowdy might her suitors be! Does this not mean she is of a marriageable age?

[The co-worker in question had of course said this in jest, yet it gave Achilles pause nonetheless.]

Oh my god. Okay, no, she's not of a marriageable age, and if anyone older than, like, 14 shows any interest in her, you can just fucking kill them. You got my full permission.

I am led to believe that in this land, a man is imprisoned for slaying another no matter how just the cause - and certainly retribution for dishonor laid against one's kin ought to be cause enough. Even so, it cannot be that all the young man of this country are such menaces to all courtesy. If there is one who shall pay Sieglinde fair treatment and follow all proper customs, then I cannot object to their desire to court her.

[Except he has little idea what those "proper customs" might be in these foreign circumstances.]

Moreover, if she is not yet of a marriageable age, then for what reason is the thirteenth year cause for special remark?

Don't worry about it, some guy making a move on a thirteen year old girl? Not a court in the world would convict you. [ probably not true, but she'd make it true in her town, and that's what matters. ] She can go on dates with kids her age and hold hands and shit, that's all.

And anyway, it's special because it's her birthday! She's a teenager now, she gets to get angsty and mad. It's exciting.

That is right - I must remember to say "dating" rather than "courting" while we attempt to merge with the ways of this land.

[Yes, for that is clearly what shall give away his facade...]

But what is this you are saying? What reason has she for her heart to blacken so with fury? I am marking the anniversary of her birth with a splendid feast held at the rolling rink, which I am told is a hall suitable for such a celebration. Is this not special enough?

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Come on, don't you remember being thirteen? That's when you rebel and shit, you're just mad at the whole world for no reason.

[ a beat ]

Wait, did you say a rolling rink? Like, for skating?

Indeed, for sport I shall host "roller skating," although of such a sport as this I know little. The hall boasts too the proper amenities for a game called "laser tag," which seems to me rather gruesome - one is made to hunt his friends as if they are wild boars scurrying through the wood!

As for the years of my own youth, no such anger did I harbor - indeed, my heart could not be lighter in those years I passed upon Mount Pelion with gentle-hearted Patroclus by my side, the two of us under the tutelage of Chiron, he who is wisest and noblest of the centaurs. Green as we were, we fancied ourselves lords of our own wild kingdom which stretched endlessly at our feet.

[And there waited plenty of secret nooks in which to clutch hands and steal kisses...]

Thus I hardly know what you mean with your "rebelling and shit."

Okay, fine, you skipped the teenage angst phase. Don't brag.

For skating though... can she skate, do you know? [ doesn't she have that... walking thing....... ramir is not an expert on this child ]

[Worry not, for he arrived at the stage of teenage discontentment when he was made to crossdress at the behest of his mother. He more than made up for lost time then.]

It seems to me that the addition of wheels would make movement easier, would it not? [He pauses to reconsider then, for it is true that he knows little of what roller skating even entails.] Perhaps I might pull her along once she has gotten her feet in the wheels, that she may enjoy this game even so. I who excel in lobbing my spear from the chariot while its wheels churn the dirt should have little trouble with "roller skating," however foreign it is to me.

[ She's picturing all this, particularly Achilles going out there totally confident that chariots have prepared him for roller skating, and slowly the grin picks up. ]

Yeah. No, that's a great idea. Take her roller skating. It's gonna be a perfect birthday party. I get to come too, right?

Indeed do I hope that this "party" shall delight bright-eyed Sieglinde according to the customs of this land. Upon the banquet table shall be pizza and cake, foods that here are cherished, more than enough to sate all who come to pay respect and wish the girl blessing on her path to womanhood. You are welcome to join in such feasting and sport, and so too is Klim's son welcome - the two of you are among those whom I love best of all this crew.

Awwww, you love us? That's cute. We love you too. [ as long as he's not being awful to olivia, or anything like that. ]

And you got it, that's all the essential birthday shit. She's gonna love it.

[He has behaved...! Not once has he attempted to contact Olivia since they parted at the winter ball, letting the past fall away to the past.]

Forgive my rudeness in not asking sooner - how fare you and Sigma in this city of Woodhurst? Have you been well?

[ good boy, then this friendship stays on track ]

Pretty fucking good! Out of all the worlds we been to so far, this one's the most like where we're both from. It's closer to his time, but I'll live. It's kinda fucking nice to be in a like-home place with him, you know? [ it's so... domestic....... and she doesn't hate it?? ]

How it gladdens my heart to hear that even upon these foreign shores, and in these dire times of plague, you and Klim's son have found a shadow of home. I cannot say that this land echoes my own dear fatherland so strongly - indeed, I tire at the end of each day, so heavy is the burden of learning the ways of this race, all to hold together this facade I must bear. Yet even so, to have my dear Patroclus by my side in the house that we share, I feel as though I have come home.

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