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The now fox-faced woman couldn’t help but let a small, soft smile slip through behind her mask as she listened to the boy’s string of questions. If Lavender was being honest, it was rather endearing. She watched the boy’s face morph into concern and almost wanted to shake her head but stopped herself before she could blow the cover of her story. She was an orphan, for the gods’ sakes, she had no real siblings.

[color=lightblue]”It’s alright, kid. They..died a long time ago. I’m mostly over it.”[/color] Lavender relaxed a bit and returned to her calm-ish personality. She spoke with just a little truth- the orphanage [i]had[/i] burnt down many years ago, after all. Lavender was still not over it though.  [color=lightblue]”The gem doesn’t hurt that much-“[/color] -another lie, fantastic, it actually hurt a lot when it replaced her left eye with itself- [color=lightblue]”I can’t see through it though.”[/color]

Lavender took a mental note of the kid’s powers as she watched the shadows sweep away the shattered bottle out of the corner of her eye. [i]You need to be cautious[/i], she reminded herself.