Fundin seems to be a vomit-magnet. Part of it is that he’s really good with sick kids – he’s very patient and will sit with them for hours, telling stories and playing games. Also he just has horrendously bad luck – he’s often in the wrong place at the wrong time when someone has food poisoning or otherwise throws up.

awwwwwwwwww, I am having a surge of fellow-feeling for Fundin rn. The Dwarfling has a cold, and she is the gloopiest, runniest, most miserable little possum ever. Lots of hugging her as she drips on me. Poor little sweet-pea.

I bet Fundin is the one with the hankie and the soft words and the hug, too. Carries them around until the sad hiccup-breathing calms down. Ignoring the mess on him, bc the child is far more important right now.

Poor thing! Always at the wrong place at the wrong time, aww!

Groin would laugh until he choked hahaha