Two Rivers Isle eat popcorn in the morning, pancakes in the night

when her words are recited back to her in a more cohesive form, iseul feels a twitch in her ears as she happily comes to nod her head. it was reassuring that for one, Totoro didn't make fun of her, and for two she was coming across as a lot more concise than what she was giving herself credit for.

"more, one came in winter, two earlier in spring. not all blood family, choice." it felt funny to say it all out loud; iseul for almost all her life had lived with others she shared blood with, it was all she knew. and now being in the wilds, she was surrounded by others who had never seen her face before and she slept with and protected those who would never share the same last name with her.

it was a break of tradition, to say the least, but she had come to learn so much from living with others who did not share her histories. "very different from iseul's home," she comes to say thoughtfully, "two rivers isle helps, for anyone who, ahh– wants quiet home."