[If this isn’t one of the cutest notes she’s ever gotten! Sciel smiles, leaning against the doorframe and rifling the edges of the feather between her fingers; how pretty.]
You’re so sweet, Noctis, it’s very pretty, magic or not!
Let me bring you lunch as thanks. I’ll bring my cards, too.
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You’re so sweet, Noctis, it’s very pretty, magic or not!
Let me bring you lunch as thanks. I’ll bring my cards, too.