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Kanon accepted the cookies graciously. She speared all but two on the top of Runa’s horns (to which the dragon didn’t offer more than a withering glance) and offered one to Sandy. “I’m Kanon!” She went for a cheerful approach, brushing her hair with the back of her other cookie-occupied hand to cover up her empty eye socket. “What’s your name?”

While her goddess tugged her forward, Runa and her cookied horns stared at ‘Mr. Richard’.