[No matter what she's seen since her arrival here, the different styles are still so weird. Is he a priest or something? He's kind of pretty for that. Should she make a confession?
. . . Nah. She doesn't even know what she'd need to confess.
She blinks as he approaches. It looks like he's been searching for prizes too, judging by all of the confetti. It stands out against the white of his hair and robes. Her head tilts to the side, hands still outstretched as she holds her current haul]
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. . . Nah. She doesn't even know what she'd need to confess.
She blinks as he approaches. It looks like he's been searching for prizes too, judging by all of the confetti. It stands out against the white of his hair and robes. Her head tilts to the side, hands still outstretched as she holds her current haul]
Can I help you?