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He anticipated this one to be less than thrilled to return her child. But alas. It was time for farewells. "Hullo, Rylee." He gave her a weird grin as he walked over. "Looks like your time with Serafina has come to an end, eh?" He wiggled his brows because he didn't really know what else to do. "How are you feeling?"
Rylee had begun to ever so gently rock, Serafina in her arms, humming one of their favorites tunes softly. She was so focused on the 'baby' and lost in her own thoughts about all the things they had done together over the past months that the seventh year hadn't realized Schmoe as near her until he spoke.
Lifting her head, she gave him a sad smile.
"Hello, professor." Ugh. There he went already reminding her why she was here. Of course, it wasn't his fault that she had grown so attached to Serafina but this was his Assignment after all.
"Yes, it has..." the tone in her voice was very soft and held no real hint of it's normal warmth or happiness. She knew studying for her exams would be much easier now without having to care for a 'baby' and that she had already spoken with about how Serafina 'worked' but it didn't make giving her back any easier.
How was she feeling? How. Was. She. Feeling?! Did he really ask her this? Now? Rylee chewed at her bottom lip, blue-green eyed flicking back and forth between Schmoe and Serafina.
"Not very good if I'm to be completely honest. I know this was only supposed to be an assignment to teach us how difficult raising a baby is and to help us learn things about ourselves but I feel like she really is mine. It's strange I guess. Truthfully I don't want to give her back, I would more than willing keep her if I could... only I already know that isn't so." Which was terribly heartbreaking.
"I am happy though for the time I was able to have with Sera... she's taught me more about myself in the past months than even I had expected. For that I thank you, professor." Without this assignment she wouldn't have learned the things about herself that she had, the reasons for the deep feelings she had been hiding from everyone, for the even deeper conversations that had been brought forth with her loved ones.
"I only have one question before this is officially done. Can she keep the things I've made for her? I have no use for them." The clothes, blanket, flower crown, toys, ect. There was no point in holding onto it all and making herself sadder. The one thing she had chosen to keep of Sera's was already safely tucked away in her own bag.