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[heyunderoos]

[Give him a second to take in that information. His brows pinch together before it hits him.]

Oh. [He never put that together. Damn. All of them had to normalize cannibalism that he hadn't quite realized F.E.A.S.T wasn't the best name for a soup kitchen where they had to eat humans.] Yeah, that's... I guess that really is the wrong connotation isn't it-?

It'd be a good idea to change it too.

[certaininequities]

I had a feeling you'd agree.

[he still looks relieved about it, though - particularly because starting the kitchen had been one of his olive branches, last spring. a proof of intent.]

But I would like your help thinking up something new. And I still want to keep the color scheme and the design of the New York logo.

[heyunderoos]

Thinking of a name that fits is going to be a little hard honestly. [Peter muses with a small scrunch of his snout, whiskers flicking a bit wildly in thought.] It needs to be something comforting though, because the soup kitchen is meant to help. Meant to be safe for everyone.

[certaininequities]

You're on the right track.

[he nods a few times, smiling just a little at the way Peter's whiskers twitch. there are so many of the little pooka habits and tics that Norman finds endearing, now that he's finally able to separate it all from his time in the research labs of his youth.

he sits in silence for a while as they both think about it. safety. food. warmth. it's making him think of the stereotypical images that get peddled around the holidays Norman Rockwell paintings, Currier and Ives prints. the kitchens at the turn of the century that still had open fireplaces, pots of soup hanging over open coals ... and the businessman's lightbulb goes on.]

What about Hearth?

[heyunderoos]

[Peter folds his hands together absently, a gesture that's come up more recently. Something that's very rodent like he doesn't quite realize he's doing.

He visibly brightens at the suggestion. His ears perk up a little in turn.]

Hearth is really good. I was thinking of 'Home', but, that'd be to generic. Hearth is really good. I think people would like it too.

[certaininequities]

[Norman smiled a bit at the gesture. he'd noticed Peter's new habit, and thought it made him look particularly studious and thoughtful (and, yes, cute).]

It's warm, yanno? Makes you think of fireplaces, and those have always been safe gathering places. Seems like it'd fit.

[heyunderoos]

It's also just - associated with home, so, it's a lot better than F.E.A.S.T here at least. [Changing the name feels strange, like it'll distance them from May in a vague way, but it's a good thing too. It fits the peninsula better.]

Might make people more comfortable to actually use the soup kitchen more. Since, new people probably did balk at the name we picked originally.

[certaininequities]

I had the same thought. God, Peter, I feel like such a heel. I can't believe it never occurred to me that the name was the reason it was so quiet. ... I thought ...

[he thought it was him]

You know what, no, never mind what I thought. We'll fix it, it'll be fine.

[heyunderoos]

I mean, no one actually told us about it-? [Peter offers back with a vague tilt of his head. One of the dumb rat ears flopping a little to the side. Its a gentle enough reassurance. Peter doesn't quite know what Norman is thinking, but he can guess.] We can't fix something unless someone says something to us.

[certaininequities]

Heh. [seriously, he wonders, how can Peter be so wise and yet -- well. never mind.]

You've got a point there. Sometimes I forget, you know? Think I should have seen it regardless. But, "Hearth" it is. I'll get in touch with the folks I get the blankets and printed things from tomorrow to have it changed. Signs and all.

[heyunderoos]

Given how hard we all had to compartmentalize cannibalism and turning into new bodies, I'm gonna give us a little leeway for not picking up on how weird that is. [Peter offers with a little snort. Though it turns into a very tiny sneeze against his will. He shakes his head a little. Whiskers pin back slightly in displeasure.]

Sorry- I guess that's just going to happen sometimes now?