You know, should not be feeling so awful, on what is supposed to be a fun day.

A sheltered grove of wild clover and vines.
Like something out of a painting, this clearing is no more than an acre wide and enclosed on all sides by a myriad of plant-life. A bed of purple-white clover grows here, painting the sea of green moss with splatters of snowy white and brilliant indigo. To the southeast, tall golden grasses form a natural barrier, teeming and rustling with native wildlife. To the north, a rise in the land creates a natural sort of levy, thick underbrush and towering ravenwood trees making passage nigh impossible. Tendrils of vine hang down from the canopy above, swaying gently in the breeze. In the very center of the clearing is a thick and gnarled camphor tree, its trunk covered in moss and wildflowers. Natural burls on the outermost layer of the tree lead up into the dense canopy above, and have been worn down through repeated use. A twilight blue rose, a pink carnation, an elegant pink rose, a bright red poppy, a pink carnation, an elegant pink rose, a pink carnation, a vibrant sunflower, a midnight black rose, a bright yellow rose, a pink carnation, and a yellow lily blossom within a beautiful, lush garden. A shimmering blue circle floats in the room here.
You see exits leading west (open door) and up (open door).
Wait timer expired.
Wait timer expired.

Esei tells you, "** There is what feels like a cold wind across the aether, whipping against the threads like the sea against cliffs... **."

Glorious rays of morning light burst forth from Father Sun's crown as it peeks over the world's edge, announcing a bright and shining new dawn.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**quiet acknowledgement, like a lily drifting across a pond as the wind whips by**."

Esei tells you, "What is it with you," they say, voice soft, but rather unkind. "And Rhalkyr?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**a quiet considering silence, and then a soft sigh.** He hurt Dad, so I hurt him. Should not have done it. I still do not trust him or like him. But should not have done it."
Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**the voice grows quieter, guiltier.** Felt terrible afterwards. Still do. But do not trust him anyways."

From seemingly nowhere, Bizirik appears, a slice of raspberry-flavoured cheesecake clutched in its set of smaller forelimbs. It clumsily hands a slice of raspberry-flavoured cheesecake over to you before slinking back off.
Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "THERE."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "**a quiet laugh, content** Thanks, Dad. Looks very good."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*an excited thrum and a splash of color* Happpyyyyyyy birthdays!! Mine-child!!"

---> p cake

This delicious dessert is formed with care, combining sugar, soft cheese
and raspberries into a delicious slice of luciousness. A base of crunchy
biscuit supports the layer of cheese, whilst two whole raspberries sit
plumply at the widest end of the wedge.
Piped in frosting on it are the words:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MINE-CHILD

Esei tells you, "I see," there is a sensation similar to a hand cupping your cheek, nails dragging lightly into the skin. "I have hurt them too. Will you hurt me? Doubtlessly, you'd think I'd deserve it."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Am sorry my talks went so long - is just finished, yes. Am sorry that missed? Will be around for little whiles."
Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Do need any things? Are having a nicely day?"

A gust of wind carries on it the pleasant warmth of the noon day sun and the tranquil song of insects.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**quiet silence, a sense of unease flitting across the aethers.** ... You have hurt them. But also, you did not seek them out to hurt them and manipulates them on purpose, no. And Dad said it was okay, and I... mm. Does not matter. You do not care, anyways."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "**a sense of distraction, and a slight hint of discomfort** No, no. Need nothing. Just am sitting in the grove."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "...at your homes??"

You think to yourself: **the ache, slipping in.**.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Was just there...but must have missed."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "Ah, no, below my rooms in your manse, yes."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Oh!"
Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Haha! Oh my."
Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Am home! I am home, mine-child! Though, am getting some power.... but I will come throw cakes in your faces soonly."

Esei tells you, "Don't I?" Their voice is amused, borderline friendly, even. "Didn't I? I will agree - I don't care much for them regardless."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "**a sense of fondness, and acknowledgment.**."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**silence, once more. then, suddenly, a deep sense of resignation, and bitterness.**."

You have emoted: Cheliyi leans against the camphor tree, closing her eyes.

You think to yourself: **the deep ache, betrayal again. of course. you love them. so of course it means they are lying. why are you always so stupid...**.

Esei tells you, "Just because I have appeared soft, and kind, and generally encouraging to you, li biye, enite jatasere," there is a digging of those fingers into flesh. "Does not mean I truly am."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**the thoughts are faint and distant, as if someone were wearily erecting a barrier.** Mm. Twilight Shroud."

Esei tells you, "Not to those who have betrayed me, especially."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**there is a soft pause, and the mugwump just sighs, tone monotonous.** It was not a betrayal. I offered, to stay your sibling. To stay, caring about you. You said no. I left, but you cut the thread. Do not speak about betrayals, no."

Esei tells you, "Oh, no. Not you. You, despite your shortcomings, did not truly betray the Wyrd."
Esei tells you, "Gurashi, on the other hand..."

You think to yourself: **too weary to even grow angry, of course, of course, of course.**.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**the sensation of a dull stare, devoid of emotion of compassion.** Like I said. Do not speak to me about betrayal. You told me to make my growth and life count? Fine. Goodbye, liar."

A soft, angelic hymn precedes the arrival of Gurashi from the west, the air itself alive with warmth and light.
Bizirik slinks in from the west, clicking and thrumming softly.

Gurashi's eyes light up as they smile.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk, "**a sudden sensation of silence, an icy wall.**."

Holding another cake slice on a plate, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Miiiiine-chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiild..."

You have emoted: Cheliyi stares up at Gurashi, weary expression cracking into a terrible attempt at a smile.

Gurashi blinks.

You glance askance.

---> From Esei's perspective, sob
You have emoted: Esei's lip twitches in amusement. "She's finally learning," they murmur, eyes dragging to a war shrine of Nocht.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *a quiet gnawing in their sternum immediately replaced with a welling of concern - deep unsettled shades of teal, sparks of red*.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "...Cheli?"

Gurashi's eyes widen as they stare at you.

You have emoted: Cheliyi exhales, her frills twitching. "Sorry, sorry," she warbles, rubbing at her temples.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you murmur, "Supposed to be happy birthdays..."

Gurashi cants their head, then immediately sinks to their knees before the mugwump, setting the slice aside. "No - what happened?"
Gurashi reaches out and touches you.

Muginn shakes out his feathers, the plumes suddenly glowing with an ethereal haze. Ripples of mist pool at his talons, writhing with silent, screaming faces that leave hoar-frost in their wake.
As nightfall steals the last vestiges of daylight, a slender leothin's muted coat begins to shine with a violaceous radiance, and a double pair of wings materializes, grandly extended as if they've been there all along.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *the red sparks grow and grow, an anxious buzzing - what happened? why is so sad?*.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *the ache is powerful again, for a moment - was because had to be elsewhere on birthdays??? no-- is...*.

You have emoted: Cheliyi sighs quietly. "Mixter Esei wanted to talk. Learned some things. Not going to talk to them, anymore."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "It's not that, no. Will be fine."
You snuggle close to Gurashi and lean comfortably on them.

Black, starry mist coalesces into Dusan, the coruscant as he gives a cat of black ink to Gurashi before disappearing again.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Gurashi accepts the cat, surprised, resting their hand upon your shoulder, then their entire arm, a confused half-embrace.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *at the name, a rousing of familiarity: Esei*.

As the sun passes below the horizon's edge, Mother Night unveils her terrible, shadowy beauty, spreading darkness across the land.

Quietly, you say, "Turns out everyone I loved in Glomdoring actually -did- lie to me. Thought Esei was different. Should have known better. Of course, of course."

You think to yourself: **a repeated, bitter mantra, filling your limbs with lead, of course, of course, of course.**.

Quieter, you say, "Who is next? Glaisne? Miss Ethna?"

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *the elfen, then trill, then viscanti, once so small and uncertain of themselves now standing before you, knife in hand, dragging it across your cheek - time after time, appearing in the kitchen to hurt you deeper with words, remind you nobody loves you - "I love you Esei" met with icy silence - unfair, -unfair--*.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: **--staring down at the mugwump they hold, the teal and sparks of red grow, for a moment a roiling sensation, confused, hurt, and then, all at once, it is only red, red with a n g e r*.

You have emoted: Cheliyi stares up at the canopy, before grimacing and hugging Gurashi tightly. "No, no. Not worth it. Just tired."

Gurashi stares at you, watches, listens, their expression odd as they carefully set a cat of black ink on the ground, their other arm wrapping around your shoulders, pulling her into a firm hug.

Quieter, you say, "Like you said, yes. Being kind is hard. Am not feeling very kind right now, but do not want you to feel the same way, no. Feels awful."

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *the roiling continues, the color oppressive and bright and foreign but familiar and-- a gasp, breath they didn't know they were holding released --let it go*.

"Love you very muchly, Cheliyi," Gurashi whispers suddenly, fiercely, hugging the mugwump tighter, cradling the back of her head in their hand.

Weakly, you say, "Love you too, yes."
You lean on Gurashi seeking consolation.
You sigh quietly, frills drooping as your tail sags.

Voice hoarse, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "If they choose to not loves you - then is not your faults."

A rush of summer warmth passes through you as you smell grass and flowers and glimpse the limitless blue of a perfectly blue, sunlit sky.
Smiling faintly, you say, "Okay. You know, should not be feeling so awful, on what is supposed to be a fun day. Is the cake you brought a different cakes?"

Assertively, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "All can do is be bestest you. And the goodliest of peoples will find."

The rumble of distant thunder heralds Kosuke, the cloud-bound Long as he flies in and loops himself around Gurashi several times, forming an odd cocoon before flying off.

Gurashi shakes their head several times. "No. Is raspberry, still. You like berries, yes?" They ask, hopeful.

You begin to wield a slice of raspberry-flavoured cheesecake in your right hand.
You have emoted: Cheliyi holds the slice in her own hands, eyeing the writing with a small smile.

Light radiates from Gurashi's heart, warming with shades of gold, wheat, and saffron.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say to Gurashi, "Very nice cake, yes."

Gurashi shifts in their spot, releasing your shoulders to sit flat, holding their cake slide near to their chest. "What would like for birthdays?" They ask, looking up. "Besides the foods."

You hum softly, your frills vibrating with song.
You hug Gurashi as best as you can, pulling them into a tight embrace.

Gurashi reaches out and gently grabs you, pulling you into a tight embrace.
Quietly teasing, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "O-K but already give lots of hugs, what -else-."

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Um...."
You ponder the situation.

The rumble of distant thunder heralds Kosuke, the cloud-bound Long as he flies in and loops himself around you several times like a draconic cocoon, handing you a platter of hot and spicy dog sausages within before he flies off.

You stare blankly into space.
You give a trillingly melodic laugh, your frills resonating with joy.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Exactly what I wanted, yes."

You pat a platter of hot and spicy dog sausages in a friendly manner.
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Gurashi's shoulders bunch as they let out a short giggle.

You consume a platter of hot and spicy dog sausages leisurely, enjoying every bite.
Allowing them a moment to cool before tentatively scooping up one of the
hefty sausages, you sink your teeth into the slightly crisped casing
allowing a small deluge of the well seasoned juices to flood your
waiting palate. The strong meaty taste of canine is accentuated by cumin
and rosemary. Another bite is taken, but before you are able to identify
any other seasonings they are quickly consumed by a brief but incredibly
strong fruity, sweet chili taste. The searing heat of ghost pepper
overpowers nearly all other seasoning within, leaving just the taste of
heat and meat. Rather than backing down from the challenge you soldier
on, finishing off the last few bites of the sausage, driven by the
delectable taste in spite of the hardship. Picking up the next link in
the pile you quickly consume the meaty treat and start into the next,
and then the next, and then the next, both a building heat and a sense
of urgency and determination pushing you onward. It is only when you
reach down to grasp another from the platter and find no purchase that
you realize the plate is barren save for some drips of oil, flecks of
ghost pepper, and a stray bit of casing. You quickly finish off the
stray scraps before discarding the empty platter.

You have emoted: Cheliyi's eyes widen.
Mouth full of food, you say, "ISH AMASHING."

Gurashi blinks.
Gurashi blinks.
Gurashi throws back their head as they laugh.

You have emoted: Cheliyi grins, cheeks puffed like a chipmunk.
You think to yourself: **a spark of green and yellow, warmth**.

Smiling still, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "...do want another? Am not very hungry right now."

You shake your head.
You drop a craggy, mountainous fudge cake capped with snowy sugar.

Gurashi tilts their head and listens intently to you.
Gurashi suddenly scoops up a craggy, mountainous fudge cake capped with snowy sugar.

Muginn ruffles his feathers, stirring up puffs of fog.

Gurashi stares blankly into space.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Eek!"

You have emoted: Cheliyi visibly swallows, and winces. "Too bigly of a bite. But, um... hm. Not sure where to go, no. Maybe visit a place?" She pauses and frowns. "Um... not with trees, right now."
You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.
Sagely, you say, "You can have it."

Pale gold in hue, the wreath about Gurashi's brow shimmers in a steady pattern, like unto a heartbeat in its gentle pulsations, and crowns Gurashi in a flickering halo before settling still once more.

Gurashi hugs the plate to their chest, smiling. "A place? Uhm...ethereals?" They perk up. "Know a place. With flowers."
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Er."
Gurashi coughs softly.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Not ethereals."
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Primes!"

You nod your head emphatically.
You have emoted: Cheliyi pushes herself to her feet, and takes Gurashi's hand.

You follow Gurashi, The Heart's Friend south to A chilling, forestal curiosities room.

Gurashi gives a loaf of pull-apart bread shaped like a dreameater caterpillar to Bizirik, the leothin.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Deliver to Tikki."
With a toss of its head and some noisy chatter, Bizirik takes a loaf of pull-apart bread shaped like a dreameater caterpillar from Gurashi with its smaller set of forelimbs and scampers off.
Bizirik reappears with a smug look on its face, sauntering up to Gurashi to encircle them endearingly before sitting down, tail slapping the ground once with pride.
Bizirik, the leothin begins to follow Gurashi obediently.

You follow Gurashi, The Heart's Friend to the Aetherplex Chamber.
With great elegance, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend lays out a spread of exotic cuisine and delicacies before you. Along with everyone else, you indulge yourself in this epicurian feast, eating and drinking until utterly satiated. The fine meal not only lifts your spirits, but enhances your body as well.
Gurashi cheers wildly!
Gurashi gives a savory pull-apart bread brimming with seeds and vegetables to Mmellialleh Skydrifter.
Gurashi gives a savory pull-apart bread brimming with seeds and vegetables to Saoirse Kissane-Ladyn.

You give a trillingly melodic laugh, your frills resonating with joy.

---> lots of fun things happened! Had to remove it because pastebin is stupid.

Gurashi puffs their cheeks, smiling and bowing their head before looking at you. "Come come."
Gurashi squats down and narrows their eyes, peering into the distance. Suddenly, they leaps forward in a mad dash. Your eyes cannot seem to follow the twisting path they takes and they quickly disappears from sight.
You follow Gurashi, The Heart's Friend to slight rise to the valley.
You follow Gurashi, The Heart's Friend southwest to grassland strewn with poppies.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks slowly, and smiles.

Sunlight billows across the realm, revealing the full glory of the majestic sun's luminous presence as he climbs higher into the sky.

Hopefully, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Is O-K? Is O-K?"

Staring out across the field, you say, "Is okay."
You nod your head sagely.

Gurashi fans their wings at you, bathing you in a cool gust of air.

Leaning down to brush but not pick one of the poppies, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Like it here muchly - are sometimes mosquitoes, but...not so badly!"

You think to yourself: **a quiet hum... the presence about your shoulders slowly waking. "Nice place."**.

You have emoted: Cheliyi chuckles faintly, her gaze flicking up to one of the tallest hills in the valley only to frown, slightly, She pauses, and then looks back at the blooms.
You have emoted: Cheliyi finds a patch without the blooms, and sits down to watch them flutter in the breeze.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Is pretty, yes."

Gurashi nods, sinking to their knees beside the mugwump, folding their hands together. They too glance towards the hill, curious.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks you, "Do mind? Is O-K?"
Gurashi tilts their head curiously at you.

You have emoted: Cheliyi nods, leaning comfortably against Gurashi. "It's good. Do you come here, lots?"

Gurashi perks up, nodding. "As muchly as can, when remember. If am not doing something for the city or the Shofets - is nicely here! Smells good." They breathe deeply, plumage ruffling.

The lonely cry of a circling hawk fills you with unexplained remorse.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *the earlier shades of red creep back in, but there is not an edge to these - reflecting the patterns laid out on the ground surrounding them*.

You smile softly.
You have emoted: Cheliyi closes her eyes, frills twitching as she seems to tune into something and relax.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *the smell of flowers, the earth - achingly familiar, but unique - different dirt. nice dirt - the shades of red go saffron, then gold, slowly filling in the entirety of their head with sunset hues*.
Smiling, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Had a nicely talk with Miss Netra - have been trying to catch one anothers for like....five months."

You have emoted: Cheliyi hums contently, making an acknowledging noise as she leans comfortably against Gurashi.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Would never guess lives in Magnagora, though. If not were for how muchly wants to be like....uhmmmm..."
Gurashi snaps their fingers, letting you lean against them as they ramble on.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Nillllffff....aaaaaaanemia?"

You have emoted: Cheliyi hums in agreement, content to stay still.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "One of the ...like how Celest has the Supernals, yes - Magnagora has...the ...Demon Lords? The Lady one."
Thoughtfully, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "Anyway, was telling that got to go camping with her parents! Which was nice. It sounds fun." They look down. "Have ever been camping?"

Drowsily, you murmur, "Mister Ashley mentioned it. Always sort of sleep outside, so never saw appeal, no."
You hum softly, your frills vibrating with song.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you murmur, "Could be fun."

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "Apparently have to get a tent for it? Do not know." They pout. "I can get a tent probably. But have a manse? But guess is point. How many peoples can fit in a tent, wonder...?"
Gurashi continues to ramble on happily, waving a hand in the air as if they were conducting music.

You think to yourself: **the ache seeping away... green.**.

Amused, you say, "Can make a -giant- tents, like the um... aslaran camp, yes."

Bursting open, the clouds in the sky release a light pitter-patter of rain.

Gurashi tilts their head and listens intently to you.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "A giant tent?"
Confused, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Do not think have ever been to the Aslaran camps..."
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "Wait - where is?"

You stare blankly into space.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "Mooooooors?"

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Uh.... next to um... krokani tower. Do not remember."

Laughingly, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Do not remember either! Obviously, yus."

A wry smile spreads across your face.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *an apologetic thrum - ah - wish knew locations better...*.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Should -probably- be moors, yes."
You give Gurashi a friendly squeeze.

Gurashi puffs their cheeks, looking down at a flower near their foot. "I think that is rightly, yes."

Softly, you say, "Thanks. Is a good birthday."

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: *a sudden hopeful thrum*.
Gurashi quickly looks to you, ears rising. "...is?"
Gurashi reaches out and touches you.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks slowly.
You tilt your head curiously at Gurashi.

Gurashi gently smooths out your hair.

You smile softly.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Mhm."
You have emoted: Cheliyi stretches, and unceremoniously flops into Gurashi's lap.

Gurashi inhales, listening to the nearby chirping of the crickets, their plumage ruffling up again. "Am needing to rest souls again, soonly," They comment, "but will come back, again, yes. If want to go anywheres or do anything. Maybe Tridemon will be awake too?"
Gurashi hums softly to themself.

You have emoted: Cheliyi nods, slowly.
Content, you say, "Might stay and listen to the poppies, I think."

Gurashi looks at you hopefully.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "They have nicely things to say."
Gurashi chirps happily.

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.
You nod your head sagely.

A rush of summer warmth passes through you as you smell grass and flowers and glimpse the limitless blue of a perfectly blue, sunlit sky.

Drowsily, you say, "Love you lots, okay?"

Gurashi nods, leaning in to kiss you upon the forehead. "Love you too. Very muchly."

Light radiates from Gurashi's heart, warming with shades of gold, wheat, and saffron.

A chorus of frogs produce a panoply of midnight distraction.

Gurashi hums softly to themself.
Gurashi continues to drag their hand comfortingly through your hair. "Did tell you Tridemon's arm got all weird and prettier? Did you notice?"

You have emoted: Cheliyi hums. "Thought so, but it might have just been that way. Hard to tell, sometimes. What happened, yes?"

Excitedly, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Started getting all itchy and flakey...!"
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "And then these weird spiral-y patterns appeared."

You have emoted: Cheliyi hums curiously. "New growing? Is that normals for a lucidian?"
A chorus of frogs produce a panoply of midnight distraction.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "...I do not know. Am not normally lucidians."
Gurashi frets over everything that might go wrong.

You hum softly, your frills vibrating with song.

Gurashi huffs, puffing their cheeks.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Is probably fine."

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Am worried because is the arms that broke, before.... but - it is fixed, now?"
Gurashi glances askance.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Maybe is growing back prettier, is all."

Frowning, you say, "Maybe... is growing and healing better? Know that the beads are infused in, to make it more bound together. Could be like... bone fixing itself?"

You have emoted: Cheliyi criss-crosses her fingers.

Gurashi nods their head emphatically.
Gurashi nods their head emphatically.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Mayyybbeeeee...."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Like a... um... cloth weave, yes."

Gurashi holds out their arm thoughtfully. "That is maybe an idea...his arm is all magic-y, since His Lady's magics helped fix? I think."
You nod your head at Gurashi.

Gurashi gives you a friendly squeeze.
Gurashi looks suddenly to you, face lighting up as they smile brightly.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Ah - my souls is being called away!"
Gurashi chirps happily.

You wave goodbye at Gurashi.
You smile softly.
Gurashi grows still and their lips begin to move silently.
Gurashi, The Heart's Friend has left the realm of Lusternia.
Gurashi is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, their soul safe until they returns to Lusternia.