Machine of Magic/Offer a greeting

From Create Your Own Story

You wave back, offering a "Hello!" in return. Walking up to her, you rest your arms on top of one of the stacks of creates as she continues to rummage around in some others, apparently sorting their contents.

"I'm Caitlin."

The girl looks up, she is slightly shorter than you but with longer hair, maybe a year or two younger as well. She moves around with a boisterous energy as she studies you momentarily. "Rose." She smiles cheekily.

Do you ask:

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