[She wouldn't call him a slob, nor would she consider herself one. There's just a few articles of clothing strewn about in her own room, along with papers, journals, knickknacks and the like. But that's what she considers lived in.
Also she just kind of hates cleaning.
The inside of the treehouse has certainly seen better days. There's dust and it looks fairly rundown despite being abandoned not too long ago. She wonders if it has something to do with dream energy no longer being present?
His words disrupt her thoughts, though, and she casts her gaze to where he's pointing.]
Those are real?!
[They seem to be. They look small and harmless, and her expression softens at the sight of them.]
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Also she just kind of hates cleaning.
The inside of the treehouse has certainly seen better days. There's dust and it looks fairly rundown despite being abandoned not too long ago. She wonders if it has something to do with dream energy no longer being present?
His words disrupt her thoughts, though, and she casts her gaze to where he's pointing.]
Those are real?!
[They seem to be. They look small and harmless, and her expression softens at the sight of them.]
They're so cute!