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[ The sphere manages to catch a small "oomph!" just as a bundle of white comes stumbling down, disappearing behind a box with peeping ducklings. There is some shuffling until a small hand finally appears from behind the box, grasping the side in an effort to get the white bundle up again.
The white bundle so happens to be a tiny Naminé, whose dress would now function as an extremely long night gown, if anything. She's done some elaborate knotting at the straps to keep it from dragging too much and has done a decent job of working with her much too big clothing. There's an extremely disappointed expression on her face though as she finally gives up and takes a seat next to the box, bare feet tapping lightly against the floor. She had been on her way to retrieve the ducklings from her room when the switch happened - but there was no way tiny Naminé would be leaving them behind! She took it upon herself to drag the box down the halls... To where, she had no idea.
She finally looked up at the sphere, eying it wearily as it hovered closer, almost flinching away. That thing had been strangely persistent, even after she tried outrunning it ]
I-I think I'm lost... And you're not helping.
[ She rubs her eyes with the back of her hand ]