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Meira blinked at the new stranger, watching everything that happened. Interesting to note the feathery adorable monster that bites everything is called ‘a goose’. She kinda tilts onto her spear as the silver-haired man buried his face in his knees. Now, Meira is a momfriend. A really baaad momfriend. The kind of momfriend that would coo over a supervillain if he tripped on his evil cape while trying to murder her.
So when the big scary stranger swatted at the goose and then got bit every sympathetic nurturing-mom atom in her glass body went off.
She wanted to hug him and pat his head and kiss him.
“I could kill you if I wanted,” He muttered to the bird without the slightest conviction and Meira absolutely melted. Then he sighed and fished a bag out of his pocket, pulling out some kind of wafer-food she’d never seen before. She wondered what it tasted like.
“Truce?” The goose started eating and Meira wandered over, like a hesitant puppy. In no time she plopped onto her knees in front of them and helped herself to a cracker, which made the goose bite at her hand but she soundly bopped it on the head, yanking her prize away and popping it into her mouth before the goose could stop her.
It tasted bland and salty and a little dirty so she was content to just try one. So instead she grinned up at the stranger with wide innocent amethystine eyes.
“You can call me Meira!” she said “Whatz your’s?”