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"Never a curse, to be in a good mood," the herbalist mused, smile still present across her lips - happiness was always something to be treasured, a gem to be uncovered amongst the uncertainty of the world. Lilah was blessed to grasp such a beautiful emotion, and Daivya was greatly pleased to see how it impacted her view of the world; the world was always so much brighter when witnessed from gleeful gazes. 

The pale girl's voice was a fresh concoction of the sweet aroma of spring, the crisp coolness of refreshing rain, and the enamouring amenability of life's growth. It was a sound any man would grow to adore, though her thoughts were whipped away by the suggestion of a favour, accompanied with an agreement - silently, the sylph prayed it was nothing to be deemed unlady-like. Already, she'd treaded in things she shouldn't... curse Dawson's alluring eyes. Regardless, the Meladi nodded, brows quirking with curiousity. "Of course."