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She's had worse.

Chew chew.
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When the box is empty, Anne looks at it in distress, realizing belatedly it's not very large.

"Do you want more later?" she asks worriedly. "That wasn't many gummies."
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Nod. Healing the long way around is hungry work.

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Then Anne will come back later with muffins stolen at breakfast.

Thomas stops her on her way out. "Is she still there?" he whispers.

"Duh!"

"What, really?"

So this time there are two of them arriving at the shed. Anne is still perfectly happy to mama bird, though.
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Promise eats muffins. Mortal food is weird, but she doesn't make faces about it. (She is not allowed to complain about what she's fed.)

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Well, then Anne will have no way of knowing she thinks it's weird.

"She's real," Thomas says, sounding stunned.

"What are you talking about? You saw her! You were there too!"

"I thought it was just... a daydream, or something."

"Nuh-uh."

"This is nuts."

"I know!"

When the muffin is gone, Anne asks anxiously, "Do you need anything else, fairy lady?"
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Oh fuck yes she needs other things. She's not going to be able to answer followup questions, but her options are "nod yes" and "stare blankly". She goes with the first.

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Well, that was... both helpful and uninformative. "Can you tell me what they are...?" Anne prompts.

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Headshake.

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"But you can answer questions?" Anne says, more rhetorically than anything. "Can you tell someone else?" She then amends, "Anyone else I could ask?"

If she says 'that lady in Australia' or 'that guy in China', that doesn't exactly get Anne anywhere, after all.
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Ambiguous. Anne's the only person Promise can stretch to count as a court member, right now; but another name could easily drop and then Promise could nod or shake her head for them too. But not talk. She still couldn't talk, not without pretty fortuitous happenstance. Promise shakes her head, slowly.

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Anne grumbles.

"Can you write it down? Draw a picture?" Thomas asks.
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Thorn's smarter than that. But Anne didn't ask, so Promise can't even shake her head.

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"Why does she like you better?" Thomas complains.

"I'm prettier," Anne says loftily, and repeats the question.
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Headshake.

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Anne doesn't want to suggest just following her inside and pointing at things- her parents are inside, after all- but this does not stop her from brainstorming. "Can you act it out? Can you sing even if you can't talk? Can you make it out of fairy magic?"

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All of these suggestions get their own headshakes. Especially the fairy magic one. Promise can do no sorcery here.

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Anne groans in frustration. "Is there anything to do so you can tell me?"

"She's not a very interesting fairy," Thomas observes. "Why didn't you find a more interesting fairy?"

"Shut up, butt face."
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Promise considers how to answer that. There are things Anne could do, but they're pretty farfetched (guessing Promise's name and rescinding her orders!) or possibly beyond her attention span (coming up with lots of possibilities to guess-and-check). Still, losing the children's interest before she's even healed enough to fly would be bad.

Nod.
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"Food? Medicine? Blanket fort stuff? Things to do?" Anne tries.

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Four headshakes.

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"I don't know what else!" Anne says unhappily.

"Bathroom?" Thomas suggests.

"Ick. Boys," Anne says, but repeats the question anyway.
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Headshake.

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Anne sighs. "Do you need anything soon? If I keep thinking? I can keep bringing you food, but I dunno what else to ask."

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Headshake. For conservative definitions of need, Promise doesn't currently need anything.

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