It sounds and looks a pawful lot like Twelfth Perigee's Eve. [And she fully intends to celebrate it that way regardless!
For a moment, she just sort of stares, perplexed, at the hand she's offered, and then it kind of clicks and she takes the hand and stands up. The tinsel has been released but she is still completely wrapped up in it.] It's... diffurent! I don't know. It's nothing like where I came from.
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For a moment, she just sort of stares, perplexed, at the hand she's offered, and then it kind of clicks and she takes the hand and stands up. The tinsel has been released but she is still completely wrapped up in it.] It's... diffurent! I don't know. It's nothing like where I came from.