[ innately, she's comforted by ammy's presence. she does, indeed, grasp for her other hand as her tube floats about her, stopping for a brief moment when the water gets waist high for her. she remembers, in a flash, what reningald promised her once, that he'd drown her like an unwanted kitten if she disobeyed orders when he'd brought her on a visit to a river. she tries to banish the memory away, holding onto ammy's hands tightly, though shaking.
when she sees the lily pad come to life, however, she gasps in awe.
that's not any magic she's seen before... she chews on her bottom lip and reaches for it with one hand, grasping onto the edge and climbing atop it, even if her legs are weak and clumsy. ]
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when she sees the lily pad come to life, however, she gasps in awe.
that's not any magic she's seen before... she chews on her bottom lip and reaches for it with one hand, grasping onto the edge and climbing atop it, even if her legs are weak and clumsy. ]
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