good morning starshine

[leggierissimo]

Howdy, Grove.

Is anyone here proficient in magic?

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[leggierissimo]

[There's a laugh in response to the explaination, but mostly because it's such a stark difference from the usually chaotic setting of an artist's space. Logical and creative brains certainly are different.

But that's not why they're here.]

Yes, for a hedgehog.

[He's already opening his satchel as Gnosis summons the icicle. It gets a look of consideration, and then he returns to his task, carefully removing a balled-up little white hedgehog from the bag. Is that hedgehog very slightly glowing? Don't worry about it.]

No need to go far. He's very portable.

[The hedgehog uncurls a little bit, sleep-narrowed eyes squinting at the icicle. His nose begins twitching, and that expression shifts to something more interested.]

You can give it to him, if you like. He won't bite.

[succiduous]

[That hedgehog super is glowing. It's cute, though... not that Gnosis will say so out loud, instead scooting his chair about an inch or two over and holding out the floating icicle for little hedgie hands to grab.]

Did you find it somewhere?

[Here you go, you portable lil man, have a popsicle. It tastes like... well, ice.]