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[cetraedingly]

[she's drawing many winged creatures that don't really look like anything she's seen before, but she's calling them faeries anyway. Humming to herself, she pokes one as it starts to fly. She recently ate what was supposed to be a muffin, and now she's seeing all kinds of strange things, and saying even stranger things

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[cetraedingly]

[claps her hands in delight at the sight of Cid]

Oh Tifa, I never knew you looked so pretty in wings! Have a sandwich!

[Cid has received muffin!]

[cetraedingly]

[spins around on her heel, pointing to her 'faeries' that are rather grotesque once a person looks at them]

Yuffie, I've told you that pink skirts and yellow birds aren't the proper way to hold a dance.

[gives Cid an impatient look]

Well, Angela? Are you going to eat that?