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[pyrighteous]

[ He nods a little, letting himself lean against them just a little. He's still so stiff and awkward. ]

Can ... I ask for something then?

[ruevealing]

Please do.

[It doesn't matter how stiff and awkward he may be, Rue is soft enough for both of them. They peck another kiss to his cheek, smiling down at the young man.]

[pyrighteous]

[ He's really nervous this time; he can't quite meet their gaze. ]

Can you give me a name?

[ruevealing]

Oh sweetheart - [there's no hiding the owlish coo that slips from their beak as they nuzzle that cheek they just smooched]

I would be so very honored to. Right now?

[pyrighteous]

[ He manages a tiny smile at that nuzzle. ]

I mean - if you can? If you can't do it right now that's okay.

[ruevealing]

[a happy, quiet laugh]

No! I can, just give me a moment to think. I want it to be perfect for you.

[pyrighteous]

[ Quiet, a little shy: ]

It'll be perfect because you gave it to me.

[ruevealing]

[Perfect because you gave it to me. Rue will never forget the swell of utter happiness in their chest at that.]

What do you think of Ciel? To me, it feels fitting. It means blue sky, something you will be able to fly through freely as often as you like.

[pyrighteous]

[ Ciel ... it's so pretty. Not at all like the plain names Belos used for his grimwalker. Plus the association with the sky, and blue to match his new body ...

He likes it very much. ]

Ciel de la Rue, huh?

[ruevealing]

[there is just no preparing for that.

Not to be dramatic, but the owlbear's big eyes well with tears immediately, happy, shimmering tears that threaten to spill down their feathery cheeks almost immediately.]

Truly? You would like such a name?

[pyrighteous]

[ Tears, uh - are those good? he hopes they're good. ]

If - if that's okay.

[ruevealing]

No one else has ever wanted to take my name. I - [oh no, just let them cry a little, rue is so intensely touched] Of course it is okay. Better than okay. I did not intend it but the names sound so perfect together.

[pyrighteous]

[ Well now he's judging Hunter and Casey a little. ]

They should have wanted to. I'll do it for them.

[ruevealing]

No, no, do it only for yourself, my Ciel. This name is all your own, a gift of love.

[pyrighteous]

... Then I'll be honored to have it.

[ He gives them a lil bow with his head. ]

Ciel de la Rue, at your service.

[ruevealing]

It's perfect.

[Sorry Ciel, but you are getting fully scooped up into these soft wings for cuddling.]

The day of the ceremony, if you would not be opposed, I would like to mark as your birthday. Then we can celebrate it next year and every year after.

[pyrighteous]

[ Please scoop, he loves it. This is his only chance to get cuddles while he's in a humanoid body. ]

A - birthday? Like with a party?

[ruevealing]

[then he's getting demolished with cuddles]

Absolutely. A giant party and a day just to celebrate you. No one else.

[pyrighteous]

[ He looks a little faint at the thought. A party. Just for him. He's NEVER had anything remotely like it. ]

I've never been to one.

[ruevealing]

Then this shall be the first of many. Not only will we celebrate your birthday, but all of the others' birthdays as well. And then we'll have parties for every holiday and occasion.

[It's what he deserves. It's what they all deserve.]

To be perfectly honest, by the end of the year, you'll be sick of my parties.

[pyrighteous]

[ He manages the smallest, most fragile little laugh. ]

Never, Mom.

[ruevealing]

Good, because you are stuck with them, just as you are stuck with me.

[They don't think they'll ever truly get over how wonderful it is every single time their children call them mom.]

Nothing will keep us apart, never again.

[pyrighteous]

[ You know what? The guard - no, Ciel - has been lowkey on the edge of tears this whole time. He is finally going to double over and just cry at that. ]

[ruevealing]

[Rue can not imagine the weight he’s been carrying all on his own for so long, both in death and in this new chance at life. The moment those tears come, they are all too happy to keep Ciel pressed close, humming softly over him.

They’ll stay like for as long as he needs, reassuring with their presence while giving him the space he needs to sob and grieve for the past. His future will be full of so much joy.]

[pyrighteous]

[ He sobs, then, bony shoulders hitching as those soft noises wobble their way out of him. Trying to minimize the sound even now, even here...

But more importantly, he creeps his arms out to hug Rue back. ]