[ Natalie raises her eyebrows at him, snorting because, yes, he does know her well enough to know that this kind of thing makes her laugh.
Okay. First, she needs to eat but she doesn't want to go to the dining pavillion... So, she pauses and reaches forward, conjuring a poppyseed muffin from the Mist. Hey, she needs it. Someone would insist. ]
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Okay. First, she needs to eat but she doesn't want to go to the dining pavillion... So, she pauses and reaches forward, conjuring a poppyseed muffin from the Mist. Hey, she needs it. Someone would insist. ]
Sounds good.