[The girl's excitement is contagious and soon Mercy finds herself giggling. She covers the laugh behind her hand. Luna certainly strikes an interesting image at the moment, holding a star chart and nodding excitedly with a leaf balancing on her head.]
[An amazingly stubborn leaf, it turns out, as it refuses to fall even when she nods with such vigor.]
[Another breath of wind doesn't even topple it, but it does remind Mercy of why she came over here in the first place. That heavenly smell of something cooking.]
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[An amazingly stubborn leaf, it turns out, as it refuses to fall even when she nods with such vigor.]
[Another breath of wind doesn't even topple it, but it does remind Mercy of why she came over here in the first place. That heavenly smell of something cooking.]
[She sniffs the air pointedly.]
Is someone cooking something?