[Cheshire grin splitting, she rolls away from Feste and hops right up to go back to the pots to retrieve the giftbox. Crouching down, she picks it up in both hands and carries it back more slowly as she mentally coaches herself to be careful with the precious seeds. Nel sets the box right in front of Feste, and waits for her eldest sibling to sort through the packets to make a choice for her, bouncing in place as they make the show of selection for her benefit.
As she waits, she whispers a small tune.]
Which one which one, gonna be a ton of fun, which one which one will it be??
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As she waits, she whispers a small tune.]
Which one which one, gonna be a ton of fun, which one which one will it be??