You're right. Sorry. [Emily is pissed at herself for how she approached this (goddamn nerves), but she can still salvage her efforts.]
I can get shears, needles, and threads from what Hope has already given us, and I don't need a dress form. Fabric... just some soft cotton in a few different colors would be a nice change from what we have to pick from.
[As for the sewing machine, Emily sketched one to show Delight, so she sends that file over to her now.] It can do anything a human can, but faster and sturdier. It doesn't have to be fancy or anything.
Don't be sorry! I'm just trying to figure all of this out.
[She feels bad that she can't give Em what she wants, really. Delight squints down at the drawing, considering it for a few moments. Between maintaining the bar and other requests, she's been asked for a lot, and as the weakest god, it's difficult to deliver entirely, no matter how much making people happy is a goal of hers.
Hm.]
-okay, how's this: I can probably get you the fabric you need, but in return, I'd like you to tell me about a happy memory for each bolt. Your friends can do it too, when you want more.
[There's a pause, before she continues.]
...I don't think I could make this machine for you. One of the other gods probably could if you asked- they're stronger than me. They might want something in return, but that's all I can do.
[Victory! A small one, but given how badly she thought she'd fucked this up, Emily will take it. Her eyes brighten as she nods and smiles.]
That's totally enough to work with, thank you so much. Don't worry about the machine. We can make this work for now. If more people want custom clothes, then we'll ask one of the others.
[And now, Emily will immediately make good on her part of the bargain.]
Okay, so. A few months ago, my mom and I bought the kimono I'm going to wear for my twentieth birthday. That's a really big deal birthday. Shopping for it was fun. I don't spend a lot of time with my parents since I started college, so it was nice to like, know that we can still do cool stuff like that together.
[It's only when she finishes telling it that Emily realizes that isn't something she's shared quite like this before. She just shared a piece of herself with some strange lady who calls herself a god. Meanwhile, when she'd told Jess, she'd just gushed about how pretty she was going to look in it.
If that memory isn't good enough, she's not sure what will be.]
[She listens to the story with a small nod, considering it and turning it over in her mind. The intricacies of humans don't make much sense to her, but she can feel Emily's pleasure at the memory, and that's something.]
[Hmm. How do you explain something that's just part of normal life to you?]
It's school. You go after high school to learn more about a subject that really interests you, so you can get a job in that field. You can go to a school close to home, or one in another country. It's kind of like you get a chance to practice being an adult before you have to get a job and support yourself.
[Her view is a little skewed, but Delight wouldn't have reason to know that. There's honestly so much to talk about, but not enough time.]
Well, legally you're an adult at eighteen where I'm from. [For some things. YEAH IT'S WEIRD.] Though honestly, some people are like, thirty or so? And they still act like kids.
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I can get shears, needles, and threads from what Hope has already given us, and I don't need a dress form. Fabric... just some soft cotton in a few different colors would be a nice change from what we have to pick from.
[As for the sewing machine, Emily sketched one to show Delight, so she sends that file over to her now.] It can do anything a human can, but faster and sturdier. It doesn't have to be fancy or anything.
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[She feels bad that she can't give Em what she wants, really. Delight squints down at the drawing, considering it for a few moments. Between maintaining the bar and other requests, she's been asked for a lot, and as the weakest god, it's difficult to deliver entirely, no matter how much making people happy is a goal of hers.
Hm.]
-okay, how's this: I can probably get you the fabric you need, but in return, I'd like you to tell me about a happy memory for each bolt. Your friends can do it too, when you want more.
[There's a pause, before she continues.]
...I don't think I could make this machine for you. One of the other gods probably could if you asked- they're stronger than me. They might want something in return, but that's all I can do.
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That's totally enough to work with, thank you so much. Don't worry about the machine. We can make this work for now. If more people want custom clothes, then we'll ask one of the others.
[And now, Emily will immediately make good on her part of the bargain.]
Okay, so. A few months ago, my mom and I bought the kimono I'm going to wear for my twentieth birthday. That's a really big deal birthday. Shopping for it was fun. I don't spend a lot of time with my parents since I started college, so it was nice to like, know that we can still do cool stuff like that together.
[It's only when she finishes telling it that Emily realizes that isn't something she's shared quite like this before. She just shared a piece of herself with some strange lady who calls herself a god. Meanwhile, when she'd told Jess, she'd just gushed about how pretty she was going to look in it.
If that memory isn't good enough, she's not sure what will be.]
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What's college?
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It's school. You go after high school to learn more about a subject that really interests you, so you can get a job in that field. You can go to a school close to home, or one in another country. It's kind of like you get a chance to practice being an adult before you have to get a job and support yourself.
[Her view is a little skewed, but Delight wouldn't have reason to know that. There's honestly so much to talk about, but not enough time.]
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[That still doesn't entirely make sense to her, but it seems logical enough.]
-you're twenty years old and you're still not considered an adult?
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Well, legally you're an adult at eighteen where I'm from. [For some things. YEAH IT'S WEIRD.] Though honestly, some people are like, thirty or so? And they still act like kids.
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[That's a lot, still!]
-oh, I got distracted. Your fabric will be in my temple, when you're ready for it!
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Awesome, thank you so much! You're the best, Delight.
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