[Nothing magical about a big, silly pink bird. She'd like you, Julius.]
After you.
[With that, she retrieved her flute, raised it and proceeded with a small ditty. The air sang alongside, easing any residual fatigue. They may have some walking to do.]
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After you.
[With that, she retrieved her flute, raised it and proceeded with a small ditty. The air sang alongside, easing any residual fatigue. They may have some walking to do.]