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[turin]

*wakes up feeling surprisingly refreshed*

*after Caranthire leaves, grabs his jacket and goes out*

*has a leisurely smoke and walks toward the park*

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[mornaquilde]

*drags his mother to the park with his iguana on his shoulder*

[turin]

*sees both of you and comes over*

Hi.

[mornaquilde]

*stares*

*moves towards his mother*

Nana... what's wrong with his ears? Was he in some kind of accident?

[caranthire]

He's a mortal. They look slightly different. Now be polite.