The blonde was startled by the sudden hand upon hers - it was as cold as the ice for drinks. Though the source of the coldness caused the doll to tilt her head. ” Entertain me? I don’t quite understand what you mean, dear. Could you please elaborate? ” The woman had the innocence of a newborn - unaware to what some words could mean.
"As I said, I am a psychic. I would love to come and entertain you and your household with predictions, my dear." She replied, gently letting go. That innocence was part of the doll's inner natural beauty-- though Yurina could admit she was quite the looker.














