[Here is the same maid from
before, looking much less bloody and less distressed, though her left eye is still bandaged.
She stares silently in to the feed for a few moments, gaze lowered, before it darts to the side slowly, an almost fond, or perhaps it's sad?, look on her face.]
... I would like to know what to do. On a- ["human child"- no,
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That... is all you desire for the day of your birth?
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An' some candles. If it's okay.
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Of course.
Anything you desire today should be yours.
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I would make it for you...
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[She lets herself be led along, before she finally curls her fingers around his hand, to walk beside him with a small smile.]
Then, if you will enjoy it more... we shall do it together.
[Ah...] First, wash your hands.
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[She waits, overseeing this ritual- before she moves over him to do the same, marveling just a bit at how far it seems technology will come..]
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[But she somehow wonders if she isn't speaking a bit too highly, and instead just accepts the soap he offers, washing her hands before she casts about- picking up a towel for Luca to dry his hand on]
... it is very cool.
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