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It's disorienting, to go from one's comfortable home in the forest of the Grotto with it's thick, tall trees and unending number of hiding spaces, and then suddenly be somewhere else.

Especially when somewhere else looks like this... once you replace all the buildings aside from the arch with rubble.

Despite the silence that she moves with and that her new place is completely effective in hiding every inch of her, it really won't be hard to find out where she's gone: follow the claw marks, in the ground and in the rubble.

She'll be watching.

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Occasionally Penance waves back. More often than not, she's ducking into the rubble because the lookings-back are a bit nerve-wracking, but there are also waves.

Eventually, she gets more careful of that, too, because the falling concrete is kind of a slipping hazard when it comes out of nowhere.

But she's certainly following.

[littlestcooper]

Eventually Luce gets used to listening instead of looking.

Also, eventually, there is stopping and holding-out of pineapple.

It is delicious! Penance should have some!

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Lucy is seriously reaching BFF status here. But Penance doesn't want to be rude.

ksshh!

There! Now they both have half a pineapple! Om nom noms!

[littlestcooper]

B=8D!!!

Om nom noms.