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<p>Ioan made a face. &ldquo;I&rsquo;d rather coffee.&rdquo;</p> <p>Ioan made a face. &ldquo;I&rsquo;d rather coffee.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I have no idea if the substitute was any good, but I like coffee, too.&rdquo; She held the flower up to her snout and smelled long at it. &ldquo;Me, though, I like the flowers. They are too complicated for their own good in this stage, are they not? Sure, they close up and then become the puffballs that spread them further and further, but here, they are almost platters of yellow.&rdquo;</p> <p>&ldquo;I have no idea if the substitute was any good, but I like coffee, too.&rdquo; She held the flower up to her snout and smelled long at it. &ldquo;Me, though, I like the flowers. They are too complicated for their own good in this stage, are they not? Sure, they close up and then become the puffballs that spread them further and further, but here, they are almost platters of yellow.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey grinned as she held the flower in both paws like a tray carrying food.</p> <p>Ey grinned as she held the flower in both paws like a tray carrying food.</p>
<p>&ldquo;But that is not what I like about them. Let me tell you, now that you are awake, the things that I whispered to you to bring about this story. The things I suggested, as you put it. What I love is their scent.&rdquo; She held it up for em to sniff. &ldquo;They smell like muffins. How can anything that smells like muffins be bad?&rdquo;</p> <p>&ldquo;But that is not what I like about them. I am telling you, now that you are awake, the things that I whispered to you to bring about this story. The things I suggested, as you put it. What I love is their scent.&rdquo; She held it up for em to sniff. &ldquo;They smell like muffins. How can anything that smells like muffins be bad?&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey breathed deep of that scent. There was, indeed, the scent of some baked sweet bread, but that was layered atop a vegetal scent. It was not unpleasant, but not precisely like a muffin. Ey decided not to share this opinion with May.</p> <p>Ey breathed deep of that scent. There was, indeed, the scent of some baked sweet bread, but that was layered atop a vegetal scent. It was not unpleasant, but not precisely like a muffin. Ey decided not to share this opinion with May.</p>
<p>Instead, ey asked, &ldquo;Is that your story, May?&rdquo;</p> <p>Instead, ey asked, &ldquo;Is that your story, May?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Of course not. You told the story yourself. Young Ioan with eir indoor lilacs.&rdquo; She laughed, peeking up at em slyly. &ldquo;Or perhaps we told the story. You asked, so I suggested, as you say, and you told the story.&rdquo;</p> <p>&ldquo;Of course not. You told the story yourself. Young Ioan with eir indoor lilacs.&rdquo; She laughed, peeking up at em slyly. &ldquo;Or perhaps we told the story. You asked, so I suggested, as you say, and you told the story.&rdquo;</p>