[a pause, and she gives her a little smile. very carefully, she leans forward and presses a kiss to camille's temple, easy and friendly.]
Thanks. You're right, actually, look at us. First time we met you asked me if I was even real, and now you're telling me to not give up on hope. Something magical, that is.
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Thanks. You're right, actually, look at us. First time we met you asked me if I was even real, and now you're telling me to not give up on hope. Something magical, that is.