Snippet #2633852

Margaret

Margaret watched the siblings with a smile, putting her own dishes away as she did. It was nice to see them... getting along? Was that the right phrase for it? They certainly weren't truly fighting. She nodded in acknowledgement of the thanks, and gave a short farewell wave as Ruth left the room.

"Well, the plan was already to take them out on a Witch hunt," Margaret answered Judith, "but I wouldn't have any objections to having lunch with them first. My only concern would be their ability to keep it down. Some of the barriers can be a bit... surreal."

Her smile faded just a bit. "I agree that we should get to know them better, particularly since Yuubey seems interested in recruiting them." What remained of the smile changed ever so slightly at the point, becoming gentle and somehow sad. Slightly pitying, if one could actually detect it, and was inclined to interpret it that way. "Try to keep in mind though, that the island's Grief Seed supply is finite. With our current consumption, plus the addition of one, maybe two, new inexperienced Magical Girls to take care of..."

Margaret trailed off, but continued in her mind. It would be like adopting a pet when you barely make enough to feed yourself. Your options are to deny responsibility for it, giving it to someone else to take care of, hardly an option in this case, watch it slowly starve, horrible, but likely inevitable, putting it out of its misery, what Margaret would probably have to do in secret if one of them did contract, or give it your food, then become too weak to provide for it and die with it. There was also the possibility of one of them leaving the island, but that was almost a combination of the first three.

No. Aolani and Chiyo should by no means be allowed to contract, if the alien little weasel hadn't gotten them to already.

"Well then, that aside, shall we be off?" Margaret's small smile returned to its usual, largely non-emotive, state, and she offered her hand.