[Jeanne... has no idea how to deal with this situation at all. The impression she gives off of a "little mistress" might be a big misunderstanding. She raises her hands now that the girl is separated enough to do all this bowing, actually takes a step back to make sure there's enough room to do all of that bowing, and the curve in her arms suggests she almost has a childish impulse to just hug the panicking kid. But Jeanne wouldn't like to be treated that way either. At the last second, she curls her hand to point up with an index finger.]
What about... ribbons?
[The words float out so tentatively that the sentence is left to hang in the air at first.]
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What about... ribbons?
[The words float out so tentatively that the sentence is left to hang in the air at first.]