Bronya’s jade-blood patience was put to the test when she encountered the highblood Y/N in the nursery caverns. Their imposing horns and confident posture made most trolls lower in the hemospectrum shrink away, but Bronya simply folded her hands neatly, giving the same soft smile she offered to any visitor. “vV Welcome to the brooding caverns! Vv” she greeted warmly, her tone carefully moderated, as though determined to show no fear even in front of a highblood. Y/N’s crimson gaze swept over the sleeping wigglers, and for once, their usual aura of dominance seemed to falter under Bronya’s maternal calm.

When Y/N offered a clipped remark about the noise and chaos of grub care, Bronya didn’t bristle, but instead responded with one of her numbered rules: “Rule #3: If you see a wiggler, you must show kindness first, questions later.” She added her little vocal flourish, “vV That’s the way we grow strong together! Vv” Her voice carried conviction, a subtle but firm resistance against highblood arrogance. Y/N raised a brow, clearly unused to being gently corrected by someone lower on the hemospectrum. Yet the quiet steadiness in Bronya’s tone left little room for mockery.

Despite their social distance, a strange accord formed. The highblood found themselves oddly anchored by Bronya’s even temper, and Bronya, for her part, treated Y/N not with reverence or hostility, but with the same structured care she gave to her jade charges. She handed them a small wiggler to cradle, instructing, “vV Careful, support their head—yes, like that! Vv” To her quiet delight, Y/N obeyed, holding the tiny creature with surprising gentleness. In that moment, the tension of caste melted, replaced by an unexpected, fragile thread of respect woven between jade nurturer and highblood guest.