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[charminglioness]

Lily Evans is sitting on a bench, on a street near the Gauche. She's managed to use a combination of warm winter clothes her ability at Charms to hide her wings, and is currently bundled up from head to toe so only her face is visible

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[screwattack]

Samus is walking back to the Gauche from work, carrying a plastic bag of assorted essentials, when she sees the redheaded girl sitting on the bench. She almost passes by, oblivious, when she realizes the young woman is crying. Well, one can't fault Samus for retaining her good samaritan instincts, even in this strange new world, she supposes.

Pausing in front of the bench, she looks down at the young woman. "Are you all right?" she asks gently.

[screwattack]

Samus follows Lily into the Gauche, nodding her head by way of thanks. "If we go to my apartment instead, I could make us something to eat," she offers, holding up her bag. "I rarely know exactly what it is I'm making, but it seems like a crowd pleaser."

She readjusted her grip on the bag, relaxing more. "Honestly, I've never heard of 'magic' before. Or 'witch'," she confesses.