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She listened to each and every word of advice he dispensed. Like his general nature, there was something soothing, even a little bit hypnotic, about his speech. Yet Wildfire did not fall into a mindless trance. She absorbed the message and found herself nodding here and there, acknowledging and appreciating the wisdom he was imparting on her.

"That's... good advice," she said lamely when he was done, laughing lightly at herself. She felt a little less silly for having opened up to him now. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, by the way." She truly didn't hold Charon's remark against him, yet Wildfire did better with positive reinforcement rather than the negative variety.

A brief silence ensued. It didn't feel awkward to her but Wildfire nonetheless broke it to ask, "Would you like a drumstick?" She held out a petite paw and placed it gently atop the rabbit to indicate what she meant. "As a token of thanks for bearing with my verbal diarrhea..."