[Oh. Right. Somewhat awkward . . . Dove flushes slightly beneath her mask, tucking her wand back away into hammerspace. Did superheroes ever have days like this?]
'M White Dove. I'm a magical girl. It's okay . . . that girl you were talking to sent me.
[Sure, like that sounds convincing. But. Wait. Dove's eyes dart around the near vicinity.]
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'M White Dove. I'm a magical girl. It's okay . . . that girl you were talking to sent me.
[Sure, like that sounds convincing. But. Wait. Dove's eyes dart around the near vicinity.]
. . . Where did it go?