[Zelda would know that voice from anywhere. Really, she would! Charlise has a very, very distinct way of sounding and as abrasive as it may be, Zelda has come to think of her as something like a friend.]
Oh! Hello!
[The blonde smiles and rather than handing out rides just yet, it seems she's the one taking a ride. Her Loftwing strafes carefully around Charlise, mostly to give her room and not to suffocate beneath his blue feathers.]
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Oh! Hello!
[The blonde smiles and rather than handing out rides just yet, it seems she's the one taking a ride. Her Loftwing strafes carefully around Charlise, mostly to give her room and not to suffocate beneath his blue feathers.]
How are you doing?