[Thumbelina seems to be adjusting well to life here in the Keep. At least she doesn't have to marry that mole...or the toad. So it's not all bad. Still, when she's alone, and able to think, it dawns on her how much she misses her mother and her friends. And most of all, how much she misses Cornelius. So today, when she thinks no one is watching,
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Oh you can hear me.
[ffff where's a teapot when you need one?]
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Did you really like it?
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Girl that is... Thumbelina. Can you. Stop...? Or gimme some warnin'?
So he can go plug his ears.]
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Dos! I'm so sorry.
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Not that you're singing is bad or anything... Just. Not my style of song?
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What kind of songs do you like then?
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Gah--!
Could you just--
[He'll have to agree, WAY TO PRETTY.]
Warning.. Next time, warn me when you're going to use the blasted book as a transistor radio.
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[God she is so embarrassed!]
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It's-it's fine, just.
Warning, next time, if you'd be so kind.
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[Well she's feeling less embarrassed now.]
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That song, I haven't heard before. It sounds rather sad, like a memory.
[You can't hear her invisible smile.]
You have a beautiful voice.
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[And back to depressed. Gee. Her mood is all over the place today.]
It is a memory, sort of.
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Would you like to meet up perhaps?
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