The shadows briefly jerk back as Huang Rong reaches for them, before gently settling down again. They didn't much mind her presence. It wasn't threatening. Yet.
Oichi turns to look at the tendrils when one touches her face, "...Warmth. Like the sun...only..."
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Oichi turns to look at the tendrils when one touches her face, "...Warmth. Like the sun...only..."