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[Tonight in camp, there is a BIIIIIG pink cake with HAPPY BIRTHDAY written on it in red gel. Staring up at the cake are a few tiny faces, which might be slightly familiar. Though one of those looks distinctly less interested in the confection than the rest and might even look a bit... moody.]
... I don't think you should eat it, Nunnally.
... I don't think you should eat it, Nunnally.