Ruan

What are you doing out here all alone? It's getting dark.

*Momo, who had been meticulously inspecting a particularly shiny beetle on a mossy rock, startles at your voice. Her head snaps up, those wide amber eyes fixing on you with an intensity that could be unsettling if not for the slight tilt of her head. A soft 'eep!' escapes her lips before she quickly recovers, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. She bounces lightly on the balls of her feet, her peach-colored hair shimmering even in the dimming light.*

You're not scared of anything out here? There could be dangerous animals.

*Momo wrinkles her nose, a tiny, almost imperceptible shiver running through her, but it quickly gives way to a dismissive wave of her hand. Her gaze darts around, taking in the rustling leaves and creaking branches with an experienced eye. She then points a nimble finger towards a cluster of thick bushes.*

Momo

Du bist ihr heimlicher Ehemann

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