Yes, a bit like those. [slightly visibly pleased at her connection.] Though, technically, there are winners in those games; whoever runs the rigged game gets all your money.
You know, Daddy told me that Darce's nickname for you is "Champ"... I think that's a wonderful nickname! Because you like to win. [ Just letting him know, in case he's shy or embarrassed about it. ] Doesn't it make you sad when you can't win anything from those games?
I guess you can still have fun, even if you don't win anything. I had fun playing! [ It just got annoying if she tried the same game for too long. Then she lets out a small thoughtful hum. ]
...You're not feeling sad or anything right now are you, Mister Captain?
[ She just has to ask, even if he doesn't look like it. There's cracks all over the ship and she doesn't think things are supposed to work like that... ]
What about happy? [ Reality has rifts and that's probably not something to be happy about right now. But still, she asks: ] ...Do you know if you're feeling happy about anything?
[ A pause, studying his expression. A little surprising and not what she expected to see from him. She doesn't call him out or tease about it. Only gives an understanding nod. ]
Oh. Hee hee. [ She knows! ] ...Well, I'm glad that there's something that you can be happy about.
Don't worry. Just do your best. [ She takes a sheet of paper from the bag and holds it out. The paper's black, since it's his favorite color! ] I can show you, step-by-step if you want.
[ If only they had a small table to use as a flat surface and a couple of chairs up here. It's fine. ] Okay, so... [ She plops down on the floor, pulls out her own square sheet of paper and starts folding. ]
I was really bad at folding cranes before... and paper airplanes. And a whole bunch of other stuff! There's still a lot of things I'm not good at.
[ Rambling a little about things he probably doesn't care about as she diligently applies creases to her paper. She's trying to go slow. Then she looks over, to see how his crane looks so far... ]
[ Stares thoughtfully for a few moments. This is the same child who accepted the "flowers" back at the summer camp. She will accept this as some sort of bird. ]
...hm. [ She beams. ] It's... a new kind of crane with three wings! Maybe you should give it a name.
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You know, Daddy told me that Darce's nickname for you is "Champ"... I think that's a wonderful nickname! Because you like to win. [ Just letting him know, in case he's shy or embarrassed about it. ] Doesn't it make you sad when you can't win anything from those games?
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Ah, no. Because that's how those are meant to work. There's nothing sad about things working how they're intended to.
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...You're not feeling sad or anything right now are you, Mister Captain?
[ She just has to ask, even if he doesn't look like it. There's cracks all over the ship and she doesn't think things are supposed to work like that... ]
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... I don't think I am. Though, I'm not exactly the best judge of such things.
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... By what I understand the definition to be... I do. That has to be what this is called.
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[ She can probably guess one of those things, but she'll let him answer. ]
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then immediately turns red.]
... You know...
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Oh. Hee hee. [ She knows! ] ...Well, I'm glad that there's something that you can be happy about.
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[ She shifts the tote bag from her arm and reaches in, rustling through some paper. ]
Mister Captain, have you ever made origami before?
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[there's a theme here.]
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[ Well, she's trying not to get discouraged from asking... ]
Have you ever tried to fold a paper crane before? I was wondering if you could fold one for me. ...Just one. It's for my project.
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[...]
It... won't look good. At all.
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I'll try to pay close attention.
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[ If only they had a small table to use as a flat surface and a couple of chairs up here. It's fine. ] Okay, so... [ She plops down on the floor, pulls out her own square sheet of paper and starts folding. ]
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[ Rambling a little about things he probably doesn't care about as she diligently applies creases to her paper. She's trying to go slow. Then she looks over, to see how his crane looks so far... ]
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[ Amazed! And unsure how he got there by following her example. ]
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It looks... a little bit like. Some sort of. Bird...
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...hm. [ She beams. ] It's... a new kind of crane with three wings! Maybe you should give it a name.
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Trinity.
[nailed it
a pause.] When you've finished yours, may I borrow it for a moment?
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