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[The door to her bedroom creeks open, and Wingy pokes her head out slowly, eyes darting back and forth down the hallway. Sword in hand, she steps out and takes a good look around before going for the kitchen. Too much time spent in her room has made her tummy empty... approach scared girl with caution. 8|]

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Mm..

I don't like it when people feel like that. Spiritually, it's a great disturbance.

Really?

Your aura.

Oh...

Every person has an aura, around them... like... hm. I'm not sure how to explain, but it's like a reflection of your emotions to me. Whatever you're feeling doesn't only affect you, but those around you, human or otherwise.

I think I get it.

I'm affected by your feelings more because I'm attuned to that aura. But even if I wasn't, I don't like seeing you sad.

Thanks... for worrying about me.

*smiles back* Come. I'll take you back to your room.

Okay.

*leads her back to her room, quiet*

Are you feeling alright, now?

Yeah, definitely better than before.

I'm glad. *reaches over his shoulder, plucks a feather from his wing and holds it out in front of Luke to take* Don't hesitate to ask for my help. I will gladly oblige.

What's this for?

Think of it as... a calling card of sorts.

I'll hang on to it then.

*stops right in front of her bedroom door* I suppose this is where we part ways.

Guess so. I'll see you around, okay?

*nods* Take care of yourself. *walking away nooooow*

You too.

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