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[candlemas]

Ah, it's so nice to have company again! Thank you, little sir. There's even tea and cake laid out for me, your honored guest. My, my.... Your manners are truly admirable, you know?

[A laugh, high and sweet and innocent, and then the sound trails off into a contemplative silence. Something tightens in the young, pretty face beneath the bright yellow bonnet. Just for a moment, a lingering instant that's easily forgotten when the Witch smiles.] But to be honest, it feels a little strange to be invited for once. That's never happened before. It would just be me, waiting alone for someone to stop by. And the times when nobody would show up, why, they felt like an eternity!

[She adds more sugar to her tea, swirling it in with her spoon. The motion is dainty, refined. She chuckles quietly under her breath. Secretive, almost, as if over a private joke.]

But really, I don't like thinking about that sort of thing. It's better to concentrate on happy thoughts, isn't it?

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[candlemas]

[There's a sigh, soft and exasperated - like that of someone dealing with a child being troublesome on a whim - and Candeloro takes another sip of tea. More as an exercise in control than to quench her thirst, if she was being truthful; yet in another life her patience had run long and deep, and a ghost of the same lingers on even now.]

My, what an unkind thing to assume of someone! I dream about having friends and being happy. That's something every human being thinks about, now isn't it? There's nothing pleasant or ideal about being alone.

[shadowmagica]

[But she's always been a strong-willed girl. So sure that she knows what true righteousness is. And so very wrong. Etsuko uncrosses her arms. Takes a step closer.]

Everyone dreams of being happy. Some of us dream about others being happy. ["I wish you, although not seen from me, to be happy."] ...Is that black tea?