[The usual smiling face of the pink hair'd, horned girl is sour, if not somewhat upset. If anything, she looks apprehensive and simply sad. Perhaps disappointed more than anything.]Today, a bad thing happened to Nana
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[Ivy thought a little bit about the girl's description, thinking about particularly pretty pink flowers that naturally grew in the area. Coming up with a possibility in her mind, she crouched a little, as she summoned her best guess.]
[She paused a little longer, getting in contact with the green, searching for areas across her network to find an area abundant with the flowers.] I see.
I think I found the area you speak of. I'll wait for you there, dear Nana.
Of course it's good. Most humans are just afraid of what they cannot understand. It's not your fault, dear.
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What's your favorite? Do you have one yet?
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Your taste is quite sophisticated for being such a little girl. Do you eat them often here? It's not typically a fruit grown in Canada.
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Not all the time, but Nana has had them a few times for snacks.
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Do they look like this?
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[She paused a little longer, getting in contact with the green, searching for areas across her network to find an area abundant with the flowers.] I see.
I think I found the area you speak of. I'll wait for you there, dear Nana.
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