Ravensblood Forest fuck it and whatever

Still Lia did not help Kitsch to find the meaning of her unspoken words; instead Lia spoke in quip, so Kitsch would have to root around for it herself! Yes, everyone knew that babies needed to eat, be clean and kept safe — those were the exactly services that her own governesses and guards had given to her. She needed more details. “Um, I mean… what do they eat?” After a pause, she decided she need to clarify further. “You know, after they stop drinking milk…” at this, Kitsch couldn’t help but giggle, imagining small pups gnawing and chewing on a cadaver with their small milkteeth as their parents might. No, there had to be a transitional diet — she just didn’t know what it was comprised of.

Kitsch looked up at Lia with sparkling aquamarine eyes, interested in what Lia would share; she had cared for her younger half-sister, after all.