[ for a moment, the veneer cracks. venus isn't smiling, the stress of the hour showing through all too clearly in the way she flinches- her eyes looking up to erika, wide and panicked. but they relax, almost forcibly, as venus keeps her head pointed towards botamon. she reaches down with a wing, running the joint gently over botamon's head and cooing a bit before responding again. ]
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[ for a moment, the veneer cracks. venus isn't smiling, the stress of the hour showing through all too clearly in the way she flinches- her eyes looking up to erika, wide and panicked. but they relax, almost forcibly, as venus keeps her head pointed towards botamon. she reaches down with a wing, running the joint gently over botamon's head and cooing a bit before responding again. ]
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