B-Blue! Blue!
Happy Belated Birthday! ♥
Wah...My wings are a still sore from that curse...B-But I was a good girl...I didn't complain...I wonder if Heine's neck always feels sore too...I want to help make all his pain go away...s-somehow...
Heine...are you doing well? Can I visit...sometime?
Ah! Keith...Keith! [ and she starts to softly sing
this song; vaguely aimed towards Keith, but she's obviously not good at these things, so Burn and other psychics could probably hear it easily.]