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_{[When the antiseptic makes contact with her feet, she jerks, squawks, and hisses, squinching her eyes shut and flattening her ears for a second.]

[But she's not going to pitch a fit over it-- better the burn of something that's going to actually help, than the burn of lingering fire.]

[It's a second or two before his words actually sink in, and she blinks at him in confusion, still sort of grimacing.]}

What?

No, not like Greed. Did you see that guy?

_{[Heather remember that time he didn't know what ice cream was? He's never played a video game in his life.]}