[She stepped smoothly forward, one foot after another in a low click, every motion both precise and fluid. It was quite different from her earlier foible, as she opened the lace umbrella and rested it, twirling, on her shoulder. Somehow she seemed aware enough of everything around her to avoid striking anything else.
A quick nod. Yes, she understood. The short girl rose up to her tiptoes, having a look for bags and signs of tiredness before settling back and giving a shrug. They didn't too bad, but who could say? She was accustomed to people looking more than a little tired after all.
And with every step, her smile never shifted and not a sound peeped from her throat.]
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A quick nod. Yes, she understood. The short girl rose up to her tiptoes, having a look for bags and signs of tiredness before settling back and giving a shrug. They didn't too bad, but who could say? She was accustomed to people looking more than a little tired after all.
And with every step, her smile never shifted and not a sound peeped from her throat.]