[There’s a soft squeek of thanks as she toddled out of Lup’s hands. It would have been easy enough to get down there herself, but she didn’t really trust her motor skills. This was further enforced by how wobbly her steps were, but it was fine! She wasn’t going far at all! Just far enough away that when a little girl appeared on the floor, she wasn’t appearing directly on Lup without a lot of warning.

And there she was! Appearing with a wheezy kind of gasp (she hadn’t realized how ‘stuffy’ just her flower had been), Vianca was gently holding her head as if that whole thing made her head spin. (It did.) All accounts pointed to Probably Still Sick, but better enough to do this at least.]

... Hello. Um. Thank you.