Maria's Links
[Maria grins brightly at Harleistia.] It was so /fun/, Mama! There was singing, dancing, and lots of good food! I even made some friends, too! [Though she includes him in her definition of 'friends', she deliberately abstains from going into detail about the annoying baritone boy who kept getting in her way of flirting with his fellow soprano of a sister.]
Oh my! Now, what kind of a ruckus did you cause down there, sweetheart? [They laugh a bit before gently brushing some flower petal confetti from Maria's hair.] You look like you haven't slept in weeks!
[A much younger Maria cries angry tears with little balled up fists.] It's not fair! It was /my/ turn to hold the new baby, but Leonille took everything over! I want to see them too...! [It's plain to see that she's having some big feelings right now.]
Deep breaths, sweetheart. [Jessimae mimes some deep breaths as she kneels down to Maria's level] You're right, it isn't fair and its okay to be angry about it. However, there are good and bad ways to express that anger. If we hit and scream we'll scare the baby, won't we? You don't want that: you're a good big sister. Its your turn next, I promise, and we'll talk to Leonille after, okay?