[ Fortunately, Lucina doesn't notice the carefully veiled amusement in Alisaie's features. Not, of course, that she would take it amiss if she did notice - but at the moment, she's too busy nursing her glass of milk like it's her best friend in the world. ]
Why would they prepare such a thing?
[ she stares down at her plate in mild despair, tinged with wide-eyed curiosity ]
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Why would they prepare such a thing?
[ she stares down at her plate in mild despair, tinged with wide-eyed curiosity ]