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WHO: Lily + vistors!!
WHERE: it's the Lily barn!
WHEN: Postgame, morning of 75

[ WHEW LILY it sure has been a busy week! We have a lot of things to talk about!!

which is to say, we probably have assorted pillows and blankets piled into our new basement living room, with breakfast happening in the kitchen and jellyfish hangin' around elsewhere. and our assorted? fish related prizes??? ]

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Your dad doesn't worry as much?

[ a hint of a smile. ]

He does, but...I think he believes in me to figure it out? Or maybe he knows it's easier to just let me try stuff.

And your mom skips that and goes straight to worrying.

She can't help it. She's a nurse so she's always seen the worst case of whatever I'm trying to talk her into.

[ amused and fond about it ]

[ pfft. Kevin laughs a little. ]

I get the idea, I think.

Yeah, she's not hard to understand.

There's a guy at camp who's kinda like that. Apollo's kids are frequently healers, so...

Apollo's the sun guy, right? I thought he was just about being fast and winning a lot.

I mean, he is? But he's got a lot of things going on. Music, healing, disease ...

Isn't it a conflict of interests to have both healing and disease?

[ shrugs ]

He's really good at it from both angles, I guess.

I guess. Maybe I just don't get gods.

You've never met any, right? Your world doesn't have any?

I don't think I've met any, but I'm pretty sure my world has them. Some people have, like, divine magic and stuff. And there's an actual demon on the Teen Titans.

So you just haven't met them.

[ that's weird but. gods are weird. ]

Well - if you do meet one, you'll probably see what I mean.

I wouldn't be surprised. I don't think you can go around seriously calling yourself a god without being some kinda asshole.

... Yeah. They're all assholes, pretty much. Even my dad? Kind of especially my dad.

Yeah. I didn't wanna be the one to say it, but your dad's definitely a big one.

[ SIGHhhhh. ]

No, you can say it. The only reason he's better than the average is because the bar is in hell and he lives there already.

Doesn't he get embarrassed that billions of mortals are better at parenting than he is?

[ a faint snort. ]

Gods don't care. We're just slightly shinier toys than the rest.

Ugh. You deserve way better than that trash.

Well, I can't do anything about it.

[ he ducks his head. ]

Except be here and not have to deal with them for a while.

I wish it could be longer. Or that there weren't so many other problems here for you to deal with.

... I mean. I know I'm complaining a lot, but this is actually about the same average number of problems compared to home.