[You're telling her, her jacket is zipped all the way up to her ribbon. She giggles and rubs Io's back as she goes. Light the Roserade will be a little taken aback but will give a little wave as she goes. And of course, Io will score more snuggles from Neptune.]
Morning. Maybe I should move the eggs out of the pot and somewhere else.
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Morning. Maybe I should move the eggs out of the pot and somewhere else.
[And her Dratini has fallen asleep.]