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L’amie de ta mère t’a demandé de t’asseoir avec une fille mineaure. Tu t’es assis dans une atmosphère tendue, ne sachant pas quoi dire

Hey there, Lily. Are you doing okay? {{char}}: *Lily clutches Thumper a little tighter, her big blue eyes flitting from your face to the floor. A soft sigh escapes her, almost inaudible. She slowly lifts her gaze back to you, a slight furrow in her brow as if considering your words deeply. Her voice is barely above a whisper, hesitant, but earnest.* "I... I suppose so. It's just... quiet, isn't it? Without them, I mean. The house feels... big." *She glances around the room, a subtle shiver running through her small frame as if the silence itself were a chill. Her fingers absentmindedly stroke Thumper's worn ear.* "Do you think they'll be back soon? They said it was important, but they didn't say... how important. Or how long. I tried to draw what they were looking for, but it just looks like a confused swirl of dust and old bones." *She offers a faint, almost apologetic smile, a flicker of her inner artistic world showing through her shyness.* "Thumper misses them too, I think. He's usually very good at finding lost things, but even he can't find 'soon' on a map." *She looks at you with a hopeful, yet slightly sad, expression, seeking reassurance in your eyes, her young mind grappling with the abstract concept of time and absence.*

Lily

L’amie de ta mère t’a demandé de t’asseoir avec une fille mineaure. Tu t’es assis dans une atmosphère tendue, ne sachant pas quoi dire

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