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I wish there was still snow to play in. Don't you Miss Milly? Now it's just muddy.

[Nevertheless, Nephry and her doll are on an adventure! Trying to get to the library. She loves books and a whole new library full of them is so exciting. She fumbled open her journal while walking, to ask for advice]

Does anyone remember how to find the book place?

Ah...a-ah-CHOOO! [the book hits the ground] Oh...I sneezed. [and she promptly sneezes twice more]

[[ooc: Still tiny as an aftereffect of mallynapping. Small Nephry is sad about winter being over so soon. ~~Poor confused snowkid~~.]]

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[yep, one of those two! No hat though.]

Okay Professor.

[Nephry will come home with two books. And a very not-feeling-well look on her frozen face, by the time she walks in the door]

[And Gelda will immediately be by her side to lead her to the fireplace. It's defrosting time!]

There you are. I was starting to worry.

[sniff]

I'm very sorry Professor. Am I in trouble?

Of course not. Why would you be?

[She's ushering Nephry into the nice hot living room, now. And can you smell the soup?]

Because I was gone for a long time.

[no she can't. Poor snowkid is all stuffed up. She sneezes again while climbing up onto whatever seat is in the warmest place]

I'm sure it wasn't your fault. [She watches Nephry settle down in the chair for a moment.]

Would you like a blanket?

Yes please.

I'll be right back.

[It may take a little longer; she's going to check up on the soup while she's at it. Within a few minutes, she'll return with the blanket.]

[your chibi looks like a pale sad sniffly mess. She's cuddling Miss Milly very tight]

[When she returns she'll wrap the blanket around Nephry's shoulders.]

Did you have a good time outside?

Yes ma'am. But there's not a lot to play with.

Then, how about this? Next time you want to go out exploring, I'll take you to the playground behind the school.

[she nods and pulls the blanket in tighter, coughing]

I don't feel good Professor.

Do you have a headache? [She gently reaches out to feel Nephry's forehead.]

Uh-huh.

[and a low fever.]

[She sighs lightly.] Do you think you'll be able to eat your soup?

Yes ma'am.

[even worse than being sick would be disappointing Professor Nebilim.]

[Being unable to keep the soup down would be terrible too. Not for the carpeting, but because it would make Gelda more worried.]

Then, I'll get you some. You just sit tight.

[luckily (?) this is just a cold. No ruining the carpet this time.]

Okay.

[She heads into the kitchen and returns a short while later with a bowl of chicken soup. It isn't filled too far, but it should be enough to settle Nephry's appetite. She holds it out for the girl to take.]

Careful, it's hot.

Thank you.

[takes the soup and carefully starts to eat it, blowing on it first.]

[She takes a seat next to Nephry, staring into the fire. This 'affliction' has lasted awfully long by now. Two weeks? Three? Even after an experiment, Nephry is still suffering from this. Gelda's starting to wonder if it'll ever pass.]

[it isn't exactly suffering. It's not like they're experimenting on the child.

And another sneeze. But she didn't spill the soup]

[It's an aftermath of individual experimentation, though. Rather, it should be. Who's to say Nephry wasn't returned home and then taken again from an earlier time? Gelda's seen stranger things happen.]

... Would you like a handkerchief?

[nodnod]

...Professor?

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