"Features?" she'd ask, but quickly wave the notion away. "All that matters is what's in your heart, love. Besides, I call everyone in the camp my friends, despite their 'features.'" she joked. +
on the others, if that had been the case. groups often made her nervous, and she didn't want to make herself look like a fool.

" perhaps i could repay this hospitality one day by bringing you some of my baked goods. "

she would hum, heading down the path the other pointed towards.

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