( Part of Franziska is tempted to take Maya at her word and simply walk off, but of course (of course!) she can't help but get herself involved. So, instead, she folds her hands over her chest and arches an eyebrow. )
I see. The goblins must be plaiting your hair.
( And then she'll even turn her attention to the little creatures in question to see if they will corroborate this story. )
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I see. The goblins must be plaiting your hair.
( And then she'll even turn her attention to the little creatures in question to see if they will corroborate this story. )