Saige starts to run off, only to be abruptly yanked back when Storm catches her by the cloak. She giggles, turning back towards her.

“Okay okay! No surprises. I’ll be totally chill!”

She takes Storm’s hand and immediately begins swinging it wildly between them as they walk towards Vesta, bouncing with every step. The draconian’s restraint does little to dampen Saige’s enthusiasm.

As they draw within earshot, Saige perks up even more.

“HIIII THERE!!”

Vesta freezes mid-step.

Her shoulders tense. Slowly, painfully slowly, she turns her head just enough to catch sight of the approaching elf and draconian.

Saige waves enthusiastically with both hands, her fangs on full display as she beams from ear to ear.

“I’m Saige! Do you want to be my friend?!”

Vesta stares at her.

Then begins walking faster towards the city gate.

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