“Pollen has a terrible smell. One that ruins the freshness of blooming flowers. Now why exactly are you arguing with a thirteen-year-old witch?”
“I’d prefer if you stay still. I need to test this spell. You seem the perfect height to test on”
She's drawing the spell in her palmquire.
“At least I do not stink of over-pollinated flowers. And no serious mage uses apples as a measurement. Grow up”
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"Ahah... Well, I'll keep that in mind then. It's always good to take constructive criticism.
I do not think we are arguing. I thought I was speaking lightly, but without looking down upon you... Would you prefer more infantile language?"
"Nice argument but you're two apples tall, so I can't actually take anything you say seriously."
"Such a strange thing to say... Here I was, thinking flowers smelled nice. Are you just reaching for something to complain about?"
Even if she is quite rude..! The mage only laughs in response.
"It's a good thing I'm no serious mage, then."
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“Pollen has a terrible smell. One that ruins the freshness of blooming flowers. Now why exactly are you arguing with a thirteen-year-old witch?”
“At least I do not stink of over-pollinated flowers. And no serious mage uses apples as a measurement. Grow up”
