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Tamilia grinned at the boy's response and adjusted her own hat, taking in his face to store in her memory. He had a messy mop of ebony-black hair, as well as bright crimson eyes and a wickedly charming smile. Her eyes lingered on that smile a moment, then she snickered, flashing her own mischievious smile. "Well, Fin, I'm proud to say that you're as mad as a hatter." Playfully, she poked his nose, then rolled away, giggling like a school girl.
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