Ask Letty Whiterock

My muse is pushing themselves too hard, and is at risk of collapsing. How does your muse get them to relax?

She shook her head,"No, it was no trouble, the snow is starting, I don't want you to get sick or something." she said with a small smile, trying to make the girl trust her, at least. At that point, the snow started falling a little harder and already covered the ground in a thin layer of white.

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"Things have been pretty good." He said with a chuckle. "No need to be sorry. I have a coat this time." 

She nodded, though her instincts still kept her worried, even though he was a God. "That's very good, I'm glad things are going nicely for you." she she said that the snow started to get heavier, it was going to become a blizzard within the hour, it seemed. 

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Flandre did something  bit different today. What was it? She simply sat under a tree, by her house with her bag next to her. It was a little less boring than sitting around inside, but she had nothing to do. Cue the little sleeping human, she was knocked out from boredom. This might have attracted a little bit of attention from others…

"....?" Letty looked curiously at the sleeping human. She had been travelling and had come across her. The snow had already begun falling, and it definitely wouldn't be right leaving a child out in it. Even if Letty could care less what happened to adult humans, a child was something she would never harm. "Excuse me...." she shook the girl softly

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She gently hugged him back and her smile became bigger hearing of his news, "That's wonderful, I'm happy that you got your memories back. ...So how are things with your uncle?" she asked curiously. They had previously fought right? He'd told her that once, quite awhile ago. She noticed him shiver slightly and gave a small frown, "Sorry about that..." 

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"Y-you don't have to go to the trouble... I guess I'll stay with it on... It doesn't bother me much anyway." she said, her face still a bit red from being embarrassed. "A-anyway... Thank you... So, let's get this picnic going, shall we?" she seemed to be rather flustered.

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