[ She nods, absently playing with the feathers ticking her nose. It's a shame that he'll have to change his outfit - she was rather fond of the overdramaticism. ]
Maybe I could carry you. I think I have the arms for it.
[ She leans back and lifts her eyebrow, hoping to distract him from what she knows are dark thoughts. ]
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Maybe I could carry you. I think I have the arms for it.
[ She leans back and lifts her eyebrow, hoping to distract him from what she knows are dark thoughts. ]