[It's because they're sick that it shouldn't stop them and she's not particularly concerned-a dunk in the river would clean up anything. The elves might know a way to get that pink out. Oh well.
And she leans over to her bag, shoving her hand into the top without much thought, shifting and wiggling her hand around in it until she can grasp-
That little flower yukata she used to wear. She wraps it around the stuffed lion, so only its beady little eyes look up at Drifter.]
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And she leans over to her bag, shoving her hand into the top without much thought, shifting and wiggling her hand around in it until she can grasp-
That little flower yukata she used to wear. She wraps it around the stuffed lion, so only its beady little eyes look up at Drifter.]
Solgaleo's warm and now you can hug it a lot.
[THIS IS A WIN/WIN.]