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Oh, I loved the funnel cake....though I half expected it to be in a funnel shape.

[hey, it wouldn't be the weirdest thing there. but the mention of the bear has her eyes widen some - it really existed. Ava had really found one of them and Peter had been clever enough to win one.]

...May I touch it?

[decohere]

So did I. The whole process was confusing. Like a squiggly fried pancake...

[peeks out from behind the bear as much as she can.]

Of course. All you want. I'm holding it right now.

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[stepping forward towards Ava's voice, she reaches out for the bear, expression melting when her hand touches it and she realizes how soft it is. plush, definitely bigger than herself, unreasonably indulgent. her hand strokes the fur, and if Ava wasn't a dear friend, she'd restrain herself from putting her face against it. as it is? she can do that, utterly delighted.]

Oh, it's wonderful.

[simple joys in life. good food, large plush bears, friends.]

[decohere]

[watching Helena explore the bear is almost as much joy as Ava had in receiving it herself, and she gently lowers it back to the floor because it's making her always sore arms a bit tired.]

I bet it'd be really nice to nap on... [a bit of a tentative offer, since Helena appears in need of one.]

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It probably would...are you tired?

[she would feel awkward sleeping if Ava didn't, after all.]

[decohere]

... Always. I'm perpetually exhausted.

[decrypter]

Then why don't we nap on the bear? Give it a test run, as it were, and see if it'll do for future naps as well?

[actually, a nap might be great, since it's all beginning to catch up to her as she's thinking about it...]