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[ The thing about having stunted growth, being raised by monsters, and then subsequently raised by a boy around your age, is that sometimes you miss out on being informed about key parts of life.

Arietta sniffles a few times before she manages to address the journal. ]

Is there a doctor... um... Can a doctor come here? A lady would be better... I think.

[ She takes a few unsteady breaths. ]

I don't know what happened. It won't stop bleeding...

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How is bleeding normal? People shouldn't be bleeding unless they're hurt!

[How does I explain this with minimal scientific understanding?]

It just...happens. [Wow, precise.] It's a part of being a woman. Every girl has to deal with it once she reaches a certain age. It doesn't mean you're hurt. [Even if you're going to feel like it, like a lot if you're unlucky -- but that part can probably wait.]

Why does it happen? Why only girls? Will it ever stop?

[Okay, least awkward question first.]

Don't worry! It'll stop after a few days. [...That's probably not the most comforting thing in the world. It'll probably be less comforting when she tells her that it'll keep returning every month for decades.]

...Listen, do you mind if I come over? It's probably better not to talk about this in public. [Granted, anyone able to hack even this weak filter should already know this much already, but it's probably better for this girl if she's a little more discreet about it.]

[ Wait, not talk about this in public, but every girl does it? This is confusing... ] I guess it's alright. I'm at number 47.

A few days is a long time.

It.... [Yeah, it is. There's not really a way to say this that doesn't express how much this is going to suck in the future, is there? So she'll dodge the statement instead with:] It'll be all right, don't worry. I'll be there soon, okay?

[...Except they live on nearly opposite sides of the village, so even if Fenimore hustles, it won't probably feel soon. Still, she'll get over there as quickly as she can manage that. When she arrives, she will knock on the outside door, but, whether or not she gets an answer, she's going to let herself in and just keep knocking on doors until she finds an answer. She can't be waiting for people to answer, there are talks to be given!]

[ Luckily within a knock or two Arietta will hear her and speak up. She has been waiting! ]

I'm in the bathroom...

[ And she can follow the voice well enough to discover the bathroom. She'll make her way in and...well, at first glance, she notably underestimates Arietta's age and presumes that she's, if anything, an early bloomer rather than a late bloomer. The poor girl.

She puts on as gentle a smile as she can muster and speaks in as comforting a tone as she can manage. ]

Hey. How have you been holding up?

I want it to stop.

[ But the comforting is really, really appreciated. ]

I don't like this at all!

No one does. If there was a way to stop it, I'd tell you, but...all you can do is try to make it easier on yourself.

[ Which she probably shouldn't let the girl dwell on right now, so she rummages through the bag she brought with her and continues on somewhat briskly, in the hopes of taking Arietta's mind off of it a little with instructions. ]

Which, to start with, is to help you be able to move out of the bathroom. [ Arietta might do better to be follow Rapunzel's lead here unless she wants to be doing extra laundry, because Fenimore is enough of a luddite that she is producing a homemade cloth pad. ] This will catch the blood so you don't have to be worrying about it as often. Sort of like a bandage, but for your underwear.

[ Perhaps not the best metaphor, but she's never had to give this talk before. ]

[ When all the timelines collapse into one again, yes that is probably the advice she will follow. But for now, she will stare at the fabric. ]

It won't leak through that?

Well...eventually, yeah. That's why you have to change it after several hours before it gets too full. I can make you some more -- I just didn't have many extras.

... Oh. But in the meantime I'm alright?

Yeah. Until then, if you put it in your underwear, it'll let you -- well, I guess you can't exactly ignore it, but you'll be able to go around like normal.

[ Well...other side-effects aside that aren't exactly going to make her want to run a marathon. But at least it shouldn't be so bad for a first couple of years. ]

... Can you go get me some clean underwear?

Oh, sure. [ She turns to go get some, but, before she actually goes, she turns back. ] Um. Where's your room?

[ She'd rather not poke through all the rooms of a stranger's house. (Well, she knows Asch, but she doesn't realize this is also his house.) ...She probably should also ask where in the room they are, but she figures that the answer is somewhere in a dresser and doesn't think that she probably shouldn't be poking through that, either. ]

It's the one that way. [ And she points in the right direction because what is ooc-ly deciding whose room is which. ]

[ Well, icly Fenimore gets it. ] Right. I'll be right back.

[ It won't take too long. Fenimore does pick the wrong drawer at first and has to open and close most of them, but once she's through that issue, she's back with the first pair of underwear she found. ]

Here.

Thank you.

[ Cue a few seconds of playing a two-piece puzzle with the cloth pad and her underwear. ]

Does it just sit there like that?

[ Fenimore nods. ]

Yeah, that's it. That way, you don't have to spend any more time in the bathroom -- well, until you have to change it in a few hours. But until then.

[ She puts the underwear on and pulls it up to her knees, giving it one last look. ]

I can stand up now?

[ ...Did she think she was going to be stuck sitting down for the rest of the time? The poor girl. She really hadn't been told anything about this. She felt rather sorry for her. ]

Yeah. You can do whatever you want now...more or less. You might feel more tired than usual. [ Or sore. But if that hasn't happened yet, then it might be better to bring that up later, when everything about it was less new. ]

[ Good plan. ]

Okay.

[ And she sets about doing all the things to stand up, and...

standing up!

...

Well, it hasn't leaked immediately, so... ]

Um... thank you.

[Fenimore smiles.] I was glad to help. This really isn't something you should have to deal with on your own the first time.

[Her mother really should have explained it to her, but Fenimore keeps quiet on that. There are way too many reasons why this might not have been able to be helped and some of them could bring up painful memories. (Fenimore doesn't even think to consider the actual reason, though on the front of "dead mother" she can sympathize.) So, instead:]

By the way, my name's Fenimore. What's your name?

Oh. I'm Arietta.

[ In all of the panic she forgot names. Oops. ]

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