[She almost disregards the video feed, catching it late, until she sees the tiny phoenix hop away from the fountain edge and cheep for his Pops. Of course.
He seems young, too. How strange. She tries not to think about it, too much, and watches him with a faint sort of irritation that is partly aimed, even unfairly, at him, but mostly at the Malnosso who, it seems, can do nothing but stir up trouble]
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He seems young, too. How strange. She tries not to think about it, too much, and watches him with a faint sort of irritation that is partly aimed, even unfairly, at him, but mostly at the Malnosso who, it seems, can do nothing but stir up trouble]
He isn't here. Or, rather, you're elsewhere.