Private Finished Cold Winter Days

Wednesday was so young, so unsure and it seemed like she didn't believe in her own capabilites to survive and get along. Saturday knew very well how that felt. After all, since he was 10 he had been a child in an adult's body. Feeling like he should've been able to do things child his age shouldn't even dream of. And the age of 16 was a sensitive one, for everyone.
Saturday's heart went to the child.

"Sometimes it does get easier, sometimes doesn't. I still remember when first telephones appeared. For a long time I avoided getting one of those machines, they seemed too foreign and new for even my skills to comprehend. But eventually I was able to break through my uncertainty, and get one. I'm still a bit clumsy at using them, but I'm trying. Because that's the only thing that we all, in the end, can do. Try. And sometimes we succeed, and sometimes we fail."
Saturday said after Wednesday expressed her worries, he hadn't talked like this to anyone in a long time. Encouraged someone. It felt like finding a lost part of himself, the need to guide others.

"Now, this might be me overstepping boundaries, but the coven, it's...for a witch coven is a family. And for me family is something that you can rely on. So, that is..."
Saturday looked down on his coffee and awkwardly rubbed his neck.
"I, um, have a lot of space here. If you want, you can have a room. Hell, I have a whole tower empty. You could...live here, temporarily if you want. It might make it easier for you to adjust, if you're not alone."
Saturday's voice got a bit mumbly, was this strange? Saturday had pure intentions, he really did want to help Wednesday. Help all his fellow coven members.

Saturday more than understood what Wednesday was saying, about not wanting to seem weak, like a child. She didn't say it with those words but they meant the same thing. Saturday also set his cup down as he listened, and he nodded.
"I must tell you a secret."
Saturday said with a slightly quieter tone, and when Toto heard his tone the parrot let out a quiet squak and glided to the table next to him.
"The truth is, that though my magic may be strong I am a weak person. I lean on people around me, whether they know it or not."
Saturday sighed a bit, and reached to give Toto a few strokes down his back. The parrot tilted his head a bit and snatched Saturday's finger in his mouth, biting it gently.
"Without Toto here I would even more of a weak person, not even able to see the sky. So, this offer is to also help me. Because I do not want to be alone either."
Saturday smiled slightly at Wednesday, a small, lonely smile. Saturday didn't like showing his weak side, but he had a feeling Wednesday needed to see it. And like the girl had said, Saturday respected her as an equal. She wouldn't make fun of him, or think less of him because of this.
"But it's understandable if you refuse, I won't pressure you. Just know that my door is always cracked open, just like you left it."

The silence felt heavy and made Saturday extremely anxious. Maybe he shouldn't have done that, show Wednesday his weakness like this. Maybe it made the girl even more unsure, convinced her that living with Saturday wasn't a good idea. Toto hopped onto Saturday's wrist and scooted along his arm to his shoulder, nipping at the man's ear and snapping him out of the worry vortex he had sunken into.

Saturday tried to not look too excited, when Wednesday agreed to live with him. In a way. She proposed a trial period, to which Saturday agreed gladly and nodded.
"That is fair, and a smart decision. I will let you decide the length of this trial period."
Saturday smiled slightly, also trying to reassure both Wednesday and himself. Saturday stood up and took his empty coffee cup to the sink, taking Wednesday's as well if she was done with her coffee.
"I will take care of the necessary paperwork, as soon as you feel like you're ready. But before that, I do believe we were supposed to discuss our notes on the upcoming ritual."