[ Of course, Illya chooses the color blue, befitting of her coldness and as the child of winter. But when she hears the words 'congratulations', she can't help but smile a little bit. ]
Thank you. [ Although her voice sounds a little less appreciative. ] By the way... I'm sorry.
[ There's no hesitation as fingers pick out strands of hair; she's glad that for this one night she's allowed to use her abilities again as she creates her familiars. ]
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Thank you. [ Although her voice sounds a little less appreciative. ] By the way... I'm sorry.
[ There's no hesitation as fingers pick out strands of hair; she's glad that for this one night she's allowed to use her abilities again as she creates her familiars. ]