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In the face of his concern, the ashen-haired Maid could not help but to smile. Such worry was needless, for the cold nary would harm her. Even so, he could not have known this - and so she would nod. "If it will set your mind at ease, then I shall accept your gracious offer."

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A small smile, short puff of air sounding in a light-hearted scoff. "Alas, charming was not my intent. I speak only of the beauty which lies within all creatures, yourself included. Although, I must admit that your visage reminds me of a freshly-ripened apple."

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After a time, the two would come up on a tree - one which appeared to be quite old, large and covered in moss. From the tree sprouted small, rotund fruits - none like any other seen, to which she would point. "Here, I think you will find these to be most satisfying."

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Neath the evening sky, the Maid has taken respite at the edge of a moonlit pool - submerged knee-deep within the crystalline waters. Cold as it may appear, the water was surprisingly warm; perhaps a symptom of the forest's mysterious properties.