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[mycrosstobear]

[He blinks.

And laughs.] I'm fine.

[He'd argue, in fact, that he's doing better than the other him, but no point in further confusing things right now.]

[adamantlyardent]

...Oh.

[this is so weird!!! what is going on!

baffled and fairly alarmed, she hesitates, trying to process this...oddity smiling so amicably at her until she realizes she's doing exactly that. flushing red, she straightens up, averting her gaze.]

V-very good, then. Good...good day to you.

[she starts back toward her house.]

[mycrosstobear]

Oh, hang on. [He holds the carving in his hand up, giving the bird (as it appears to be) a critical eye before looking back at Cecelia again.] You can have this one, if you want.

[adamantlyardent]

I-what? [that stops her and she does a double-take, growing more incredulous by the second.

rather than be so openly vulnerable, though, Cecelia opts for defensiveness and suspicion.] What...what are you on about? What for? Is this a joke? Are you trying to trick me? Don't think for a second I trust you!

[mycrosstobear]

[He blinks at her, then laughs.] Of course not!

[He waves the carved bird in the air, still laughing a bit.] If I kept every one of these I made for myself, I wouldn't have room for anything else.

[adamantlyardent]

Oh. Oh, so it's...just to get rid of them. [uh huh.

she turns her head, nose in the air, back on her path to walking to her house.]

Then have yourself a little market sale and make some coin! Don't just lump them on people passing by!