[Video; UN: grapefairy]

[watergrape]

[All of her grace has abandoned her and for no reason except she angered an ayakashi! She isn't even sure what she did. But now she looks very much like a disgruntled fairy, sitting on the floor, her robes bunched around her legs.]

Why is everything so dark?! Will someone turn on the light already?

[She also hasn't realized that she is blind. Attempting her magic doesn't help her either. She just ends up raining hail on her head.]

Ah!

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[bythewaves]

I once promised myself that if anyone ever wanted to hear, I would withold nothing.

[ He says sadly, but his hands as they direct her to the plate and gentle and sure ]

If you want to know, I will tell.

[watergrape]

Promises can hurt. [She shifts uncomfortably before focusing on his guidance.]

I'm curious about everything. I don't really know my limitations.

[bythewaves]

They can, but... this is my penance, but also a way of warning those who don't know my tale.

[ a sigh ]

Well then, pitya losse. Eat up, and afterwards, if you still want to know, I will sing you the Noldolante.

[watergrape]

Will you eat too? [She is more than happy to share a meal.] What does that mean? Pitya losse?

[bythewaves]

I'm alright.

[ He won't eat before he sings... the Noldolante takes a lot out of him, and he'd rather not ruin his appetite entirely ]

Hm? Ah... it means little blossom, in my tongue.

[watergrape]

[She begins to eat, dabbing at her lips with a napkin just in case she is messy and not realizing it.]

Oh! I like that. I'm not a blossom that lasts, though. I'm one that falls from the sky.

[bythewaves]

Are not blossoms more lovely for their ephemeral nature? But I do not think you are the sort to fade so easily!

[watergrape]

Only if I get too warm! [She smiles.] Father says I'm a snowflake.

[bythewaves]

[ He chuckles, forcing the darkness away ]

Well, I suppose I could call you nieninquë, I suppose. Snowdrop.

[watergrape]

[His language is so pretty! She pinks at the new nickname, smiling softly.]

It's funny that I spent so long thinking I was a grape sprite.

[bythewaves]

[ another low chuckle ]

Well, I think you're more a blossom.

[watergrape]

Father thinks I look like my mother. If ever a blossom took a human shape, that was her.

[bythewaves]

I wish I had a chance to meet her, in that case! But I think you are blossom enough for me!