[After a moment, Flandre follows Meiling's gaze up and down and all over the street, though she sees nothing beyond the dream-people that didn't act like people. She chirps.]
Are we going to the house?
[Flandre didn't seem to notice, relaxing further into her guardian's arms.]
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Date: 2011-05-30 04:21 am (UTC)Are we going to the house?
[Flandre didn't seem to notice, relaxing further into her guardian's arms.]