[ When her soul and her body are directing her rather than her mind what choice does she truly have? Rav'ahm makes a noise in her hair, wings fluttering a little before he nudges at her head, and she frowns. She seems sour, somehow, and far younger than her ninety years might suggest.
Isolation has left her with many childlike mannerisms, it seems. ]
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[ When her soul and her body are directing her rather than her mind what choice does she truly have? Rav'ahm makes a noise in her hair, wings fluttering a little before he nudges at her head, and she frowns. She seems sour, somehow, and far younger than her ninety years might suggest.
Isolation has left her with many childlike mannerisms, it seems. ]
Perhaps. I might try.