((ooc: purple is Lenalee, red is ghost!Anita.))
[Lenalee is sitting on a bench in the garden, hands folded in her lap. Behind her is a
gorgeous woman in ornate robes that cover just a little bit too little, comb in hand. Her wistful smile is almost motherly as she brushes Lenalee's hair out.]
Your hair is getting long again.
Yes. There's still a
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