*Along one of the hallways of the castle, a row of windows is broken down a line, until it gets to one, which Beryl is kneeling in front of, scrubbing with a sponge
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*stitches away, hands a-blur. The pocket looks almost new, with the exception of a tiny and remarkably life-like image of Raspbeyrl cross-stitched on the front. Nia blinks.*
Miss Raspbeyrl, are you all right?
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*She waves her arms a bit and the sponge flies out and splats against you*
Oh! Sorry! heh, I guess.. I didn't have a very good grip on that!
*Nervous laughing*
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Achoo
*Somehow, it fails to be utterly adorable*
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do you need a hankie?
*She pulls out a little handkerchief from her pocket, but on the way out, it not only rips in half, but tears her pocket out*
....... Ok.. maybe I do have a problem..
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*faceplant*
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Yes, thank you.
*bows and whips out a sewing kit*
May I see your pocket?
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Oh! yes! here!
*She turns towards her and holds her little pocket up so she can see it*
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Huh? Did I really do that?
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That.. that was amazing! Thank you very much!
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