Here's someone unaffected by the craziness in the Mansion. though the powers in this place would likely have a field day with him, given that he's part faery and his appearance is just a glamour. Currently, he's examining a large poinsettia plant while standing at a table in the main room.
He chuckles a bit. "And is your Wanda about, to tend you and see you are fed and watered properly?" he asks. Typist willing, he might reach out to test-feel the plant's soil with one finger.
He chuckles a bit himself. "You are a ticklish little sprout: I've not seen anything like you before, though I know well that plants have senses just as other living things do."
He chuckles again, but he's twigged by that. "Fair enough answer. But I take it you're not like other plants? Or is this always the form that you take?"
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"I'm a fairy!" A pause then a stage whisper. "But don't tell anyone..."
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