So hi, Ahito. You've caught the attention of this particular wizard—there's a gentle air about him and a warmth to the way he looks and interacts with everyone. He cradles a sketchbook in his hands, and when he notices Ahito hanging warily by the edges, he'll clutch it to his chest and quietly approach. ]
Hello. [ His smile, voice, and the way he tilts his head in greeting are all soft and kind, his green eyes like the first sprouts of spring. ] Who might you be?
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So hi, Ahito. You've caught the attention of this particular wizard—there's a gentle air about him and a warmth to the way he looks and interacts with everyone. He cradles a sketchbook in his hands, and when he notices Ahito hanging warily by the edges, he'll clutch it to his chest and quietly approach. ]
Hello. [ His smile, voice, and the way he tilts his head in greeting are all soft and kind, his green eyes like the first sprouts of spring. ] Who might you be?