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Sandrone hadn’t expected [Name] to be so excited about the whole ordeal. During their free time, the two of them would sit down and think carefully about each detail – it should be simple, it wasn't (not when [Name] had so many ideas, of which most Sandrone had to be quick to disperse). Still, Sandrone felt somewhat proud at seeing their hard work.

Arlecchino was aware of [Name]’s existence due to the hundreds of letters Sandrone sent her in the past few weeks. The latter tried to be somewhat discreet on the subject behind her questions and doubts, but Arlecchino could read Sandrone like a book through her words. She hadn’t expected someone as recluse as Sandrone to suddenly accept an apprentice without further thought, but it seemed to be a blissful surprise. When noticing [Name]’s curious and amazed gaze directed at her, Arlecchino stared back, offering a polite smile and thanking them for the refilled tea in her cup.

Most children had one or two things they shared in common with their guardians, Arlecchino could sometimes identify some of her traits in her children, so it wasn’t a surprise to her when watching the way [Name] seemed to mimic Sandrone’s mannerisms. Even the way they drank tea, looking sideways at Sandrone to check if they’re doing it properly, is a reflection of Sandrone’s influence. Still, The Knave found herself smiling as she watched Sandrone tend to her apprentice. It looks like the House of the Hearth would have a new visitor on the rare occasions Sandrone passes by.

Columbina found [Name]’s presence more than enjoyable. After all, it meant one more person to help her tease Sandrone. Even if The Marionette denied it, Columbina was sure something had changed – Sandrone felt less lonely. That was enough to fade some of her worries. In such a peaceful atmosphere, nothing compared to the cold of Zapolyarny palace, Columbina couldn’t help but relax and listen as the other three harbingers chatted.

The Damselette was often seen as unapproachable. So it’s no surprise when she feels [Name]’s awkwardness around her, a distance she tries to shorten by sharing a handful of rainbow macarons with them. And if they needed a topic to start a conversation, what bad would sharing a few Sandrone’s embarrassing moments do? Even if she could feel Sandrone’s (not so) menacing stare in her direction, it still paid off with all the new information she got.

La Signora’s soft spot for children was a fact she hid under layers of indifference. As the first Harbinger to arrive and to introduce herself, Signora could only marvel as [Name]’s small hand clutched to Sandrone’s dress as if holding onto something familiar for comfort. Her presence could be intimidating sometimes (most of the time), but it never truly reflected her gentle heart. Rosalyne’s hand rested on top of their head, patting softly as The Fair Lady expression softened for a mere second.