Time to Rejoice, Time to Grieve

Ercilia smiles at Drystan. 

She turns her phone towards him, showing him a cute video of a cat she has been watching. For a moment, she reads his face in silence, trying to gauge his reaction. He watches it through a couple of times, looking somewhat awed to her liking. With that, she turns the screen back to herself and gives a weak smile towards it.

"His name," she began with a sniffle, and he almost laughed because he knew what was coming. "His name is Doggy," she finished with a notable voice crack as the sniffling intensified, dabbing her eyes at the same time before tears could spill over. 

The video continues playing on loop, and Ercilia laughs at herself. "Someone's tired," he mumbled, standing up to carry her. Once she loosens up enough for him to throw her over his shoulder, Drystan can hear sniffly giggles from behind his back.