Dreams are never foolish. [ Says the master of dreaming; both while awake, and not! She doesn't waste a single other moment, scooting back so she can drape her arms around Patchouli's shoulders. It's about the only kind of comfort she thinks she can give right now. She's never seen this side of Patchouli before, and it kind of scares her - the hug is just as much for the gatekeeper as it is for the wizard. ]
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