[ Little Gray lets out a tiny "ow" as her very tender pinky gets a firm shaking, but she takes it like a champ. The dadly hair ruffle earns the beginnings of a wobbly smile...
... until the girl's appearance gnarls into a thick tangle of tree roots, which in turn shrivel and die before Mordred's eyes. Real Gray gasps softly from where she's been carefully peeking in from the entrance. She knew there was magic involved, but she wasn't expecting it to be quite like this. ]
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... until the girl's appearance gnarls into a thick tangle of tree roots, which in turn shrivel and die before Mordred's eyes. Real Gray gasps softly from where she's been carefully peeking in from the entrance. She knew there was magic involved, but she wasn't expecting it to be quite like this. ]