[Freya's chocobo snapped its head up at the approach of another bird, a rock clutched in his beak, sounding a happy, trilling kweh around it's find.]
[The older woman herself tilted her head briefly at Lucy, before considering her sidesaddle seat.] Can't really explain it. Just comes to me like that. Kind of like dealing with these guys. [She pat hers gently on the neck.]
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[The older woman herself tilted her head briefly at Lucy, before considering her sidesaddle seat.] Can't really explain it. Just comes to me like that. Kind of like dealing with these guys. [She pat hers gently on the neck.]