Well, it wasn't exactly the warmest hug she'd ever received, but Ariadne decided not to dwell on that. Different cultures. Different rules.
But really, who didn't like hugs?
She smiled, shrugging one shoulder. "Well," she admitted. "It seems that I may now have some...magic." She still couldn't believe it. What would all of those children from her childhood say? How would they react? Zara, at least, would be excited for her. Ariadne was excited for herself, although still a bit...not nervous. That wasn't the right word. She searched all the languages she knew, but couldn't figure it out.
Apprehensive was the closest she could get. And it still wasn't right.
"Baba Yaga gifted it to me but...I have no idea how any of it works!" She wouldn't even have known she had it, if not for the change to the scent around her little treehouse.
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But really, who didn't like hugs?
She smiled, shrugging one shoulder. "Well," she admitted. "It seems that I may now have some...magic." She still couldn't believe it. What would all of those children from her childhood say? How would they react? Zara, at least, would be excited for her. Ariadne was excited for herself, although still a bit...not nervous. That wasn't the right word. She searched all the languages she knew, but couldn't figure it out.
Apprehensive was the closest she could get. And it still wasn't right.
"Baba Yaga gifted it to me but...I have no idea how any of it works!" She wouldn't even have known she had it, if not for the change to the scent around her little treehouse.