[ Satisfied, both grin and both approach the maid. The chosen one with her hands demurely behind her back even as she saunters that short distance forward, leans in.
The other... well, it just so happens she wants to watch. Can't blame her, can you? Just pretend she's a reflection or something. No way she's going to forget this. ]
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The other... well, it just so happens she wants to watch. Can't blame her, can you? Just pretend she's a reflection or something. No way she's going to forget this. ]