[ Her eyes fly open before she even properly registers the light weight in her lap, surprise very much the prevalent emotion. Her... birthday? Was it really her birthday?? And when she glances down, Noire's eyes widen further. ]
Did you... make all of these? [ Her voice is so tiny and awed, as she reaches out to gently touch one of the roses. ] Morgan, they're beautiful...
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[ Her eyes fly open before she even properly registers the light weight in her lap, surprise very much the prevalent emotion. Her... birthday? Was it really her birthday?? And when she glances down, Noire's eyes widen further. ]
Did you... make all of these? [ Her voice is so tiny and awed, as she reaches out to gently touch one of the roses. ] Morgan, they're beautiful...