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ROSE: Our precious son/daughter is raising the dead again.
JUNE: i know! her minions are getting creepier, too. i think they built a shrine in the pantry? it’s a shrine or a cake, i don’t know which option is more disturbing.
JUNE: and they’re so persistent. nobody should have to step on a crocodile rib cage on the way to the ablution block.
ROSE: Did you talk to Casey?
JUNE: i already told her that necrosalamancy was an outside hobby. she responded with two bubbles which took to mean ‘uuuugh fiiine’.
JUNE: but i guess i missed the secondary interpretation, which was ‘fuck you, mom, i am a pre teen and the laws of gods or mortality mean nothing to me’.
ROSE: Would it not be better to forbid his interest in necromantic practices altogether?
JUNE: would it?
ROSE: I don’t know. You’re the one who was raised with rules and boundaries, I presume, and I bow eagerly to your wholesome suburban wisdoms. My mother would have had the ribcage studded with diamonds and displayed above the mantelpiece.
JUNE: the crocodile was alive. ... well. sort of.
ROSE: All the more reason to set a hard limit.
JUNE: i don’t know. i don’t want to stifle her creativity and initiative!
ROSE: Casey doesn’t need a skeleton army. He is the best-protected kid in existence.
JUNE: maybe that’s why she wants a skeleton army!
ROSE: Ah. A subtle yet cutting criticism of our overprotective tendencies and war-torn nerves? That is fair.
JUNE: hah, no, i mean, she’s lonely. and maybe a bit claustro phobic? it’s a very empty planet.
ROSE: We’re working on it.
JUNE: she’s earth human 10 years old, in immortal salamander years. every perigee feels like forever to her. and she doesn’t know yet that our powers are limited.
ROSE: Two beings, stuffed to the brim with divinity, and yet.
JUNE: yeah. hey, maybe we can take her to see the wild aurthour bots? that always cheers her up. maybe she can bring one home.
ROSE: We’re getting our daughter/son a pony to paper over our shortcomings as mothers? This seems entirely reasonable.
JUNE: shoosh. there’s nothing wrong with new horse friends who can also bake. and as for everything else, it’s like you said. we’re working on it!