[Well. There they had it. Precocious girl. Camille's eye closes and she just lets the warmth drift between them. It doesn't dissipate the sadness any. Feels rather like its co-mingling.]
I tried asking about the wishes, too. They wouldn't have worked. Though, that's probably obvious. Muelsyse was pretty understanding about it, but it was a dead end nonetheless.
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[but she agrees. it being quick, no long painful waiting... that's the best they could do.]
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I tried asking about the wishes, too. They wouldn't have worked. Though, that's probably obvious. Muelsyse was pretty understanding about it, but it was a dead end nonetheless.