Matilda's taken to roaming the streets this early morning, aggressively on the hunt for her fellow knights and breakfast. It's on this valiant roam that she spots Haizea stumbling out of an alleyway- and boy, does she look rough. Thank goodness Matilda's learned manners- and also is familiar with that kind of look, or she might just have told Haizea just that-- but instead, she teleports right into the space beside Haizea, beaming like nothing's up. "Good Morning!"
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