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The flower seems to sparkle faintly as it moves - some sort of bio-luminescence.
“Oh. Why not?” They blink with confusion at the idea that Corona didn’t get gifts, as if such a thing was against some sort of natural law. “You have a pretty costume and I liked your flutework. It reminded me of home.” Another smile, a little wider this time, showing off rows of their needle-sharp teeth.
“I’m WIllow, by the way. I’m just passing through.”













