First time outside his cave, shy

[moominy]

Mmff... this cave is big. Where- where are all the crystals?

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[nofakes]

Do we need crystals?

[moominy]

Yes... mmff, crystals are important! [ They're pretty and shiny but Moomin doesn't really need them. He thinks he does though. ]

[nofakes]

Why? [Ciel is interested in Moomin, but he might be toying with him a little bit too.]

[moominy]

[ Moomin is obviously naive and most things will go right over his fluffy head. ] Mmff. They're sparkly!

[nofakes]

Diamonds are more sparkly. As are sapphires and emeralds. [Some of that fluffy hair will be tugged. Ciel is too curious about this strange being.]

[moominy]

[ Moomin protests, though he doesn't push him away. ] O...ow... mmff! Have- have pretty crystals for you. Stop hurting Moomin, please!

[nofakes]

Aw poor thing. [He wraps an arm around Moomin's shoulders instead.] Are you trying to bribe me?

[moominy]

[ He blinks and shakes his head, fluffy hair bouncing along. ] No... no, what is that?

[nofakes]

[Adorable. Ciel chuckles and rests his cheek against that fluffy hair.] Don't worry about it if you truly don't know. It's better that way.

[moominy]

[ Moomin doesn't think he's adorable or anything, he just exists... he doesn't have any experience with humans either. ] Mmff... better. [ He smiles shyly. ]

Why- why are you so little?

[nofakes]

[Well he is going to have to deal with Ciel embracing him. Moomin you're too soft not to hug.]

I'm young! I'm not full grown yet.

[castintoflames]

Moomin, welcome. (Maedhros kneels down so they are eye to eye.) Are you being treated well?

[moominy]

Mmff... Moomin is- is treated well... [ He's lying a bit, a few people teased Moomin!

He smiles shyly up at him. The nice mister from earlier. ]

[castintoflames]

Are you certain? (He knows all about teasing and he won't stand for it.) I can keep you safe.

[moominy]

[ He fidgets with his hands and then looks up at the elf. ] ...s... sometimes Moomin is teased. Don't know why... mmf.

[castintoflames]

Pay them no mind. They do not like those who are different, that is all. (Maedhros lifts Moomin into his arms. There. Safe and sound.)

[moominy]

[ Moomin is too naive to be embarrassed, instead just calms down when he's being held. ] How can Moomin become same?

[castintoflames]

(With six younger brothers, Maedhros is accustomed to carrying and soothing like this. The question makes him sad and he rocks Moomin gently.)

Do not change to fit the ideals of others, Moomin.