[it's strange. To think, that her armour- or perhaps not hers precisely, but someone's, certain- could stand in front of her like this- it's almost too incredible for words.
She smiles, cheered.]
He chose a good one, didn't he?
Whoa- [she reaches out to try and help Maggie stay on her feet, ears flicked up in concern.]
I don't think… Uncle Cid's come here. […that's probably the best way to say that, right? If he does turn up… Well, she'll think of something then.] Or- that is, I haven't seen him yet. We can ask others if they have, though.
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She smiles, cheered.]
He chose a good one, didn't he?
Whoa- [she reaches out to try and help Maggie stay on her feet, ears flicked up in concern.]
I don't think… Uncle Cid's come here. […that's probably the best way to say that, right? If he does turn up… Well, she'll think of something then.] Or- that is, I haven't seen him yet. We can ask others if they have, though.