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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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[ 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. ]

[ Well, Fenimore did, too, and she was notably less panicked. ]

It's nice to meet you, Arietta.

So...are you feeling o -- well, I guess you wouldn't be okay, but other than, well, the bleeding...are you doing mostly all right?

[ No need to tell her about the things that could go wrong right away, but she feels like she should be sure she has enough information for this period, at least. ]

I think so. It hurts a little right here... [ She puts her hand on her lower abdomen ] but I haven't eaten much since I woke up.

[ Fenimore nods, looking a little more solemn for a moment. ]

I'm afraid that a little pain is normal. It helps a little if you have something warm to put against it, but.... [ One side of her mouth quirks up wryly for a moment, unintentionally. It's something that she's just learned to live with since she is technologically avoidant enough that she has never learned of the wide world of ibuprofen. Alas that period cramps do not come up in everyday conversation. Hopefully one of the other people who will be explaining things to Arietta will be a little less of a luddite. ]

[ Then her expression softens again into a smile and she reaches out to pat her on the head. ] Why don't I get you something to eat?

[ She hadn't exactly explored when she went to get Arietta's underwear, but she hadn't really noticed anyone around. ~~Though it seemed like there was a breeze coming from one room as though someone had dived out the window....~~ It's possible that Arietta's housemates were out right now, and it would be a sad thing to leave the girl to deal with food on her own when coping with this. Especially since Fenimore is still thinking that Arietta is probably 12, maybe 13 at the oldest, rather than just a couple of years younger. She feels that's worth barging into someone else's kitchen without asking. ]

[ She immediately perks up, though she's not smiling just yet. ]

Okay. And food might help, since I'm hungry, I think.

[ Actually it's not very much of the pain that's hunger's fault, but she doesn't really know that. ]

[ Even without the smile, Fenimore feels good about getting her to perk up. She certainly is missing a lot of explanation. Some advice on the cramps. An explanation for what the start of the period means, along with other changes that might have taken place or will be taking place -- it sounds like this girl needs the entire talk. Heck, she hasn't even told her that this is almost certainly going to be happening over and over again every month once it becomes regular.

But for now, she's gotten her from a miserable little girl sniffling on a toilet to...well, to neutral, at least. That is in itself a victory. ]

Well...it'll help a little. [ At the least, not eating would eventually lead to more problems, so it's true in a way. She takes her hand off Arietta's head and claps her hands together. ] Why don't I make you some pancakes? Does that sound good?

[ It's probably a bit late for breakfast, but if she hasn't eaten much since she woke up, it might work at least as brunch. And every kitchen had to have the ingredients for pancakes, right? Flour, sugar, baking power, salt, eggs, and milk...those were normal, right? (Though flour and baking powder might be more common in her mind since she comes from a world where baking is really popular.)

...She probably should investigate this, so, regardless of Arietta's response, she will begin to make her way towards the kitchen. ]

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