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Vanra Moonlight
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Vanra smiled as the smaller, frailer woman grasped her. She makes a soft smile and runs a hand through her striped hair, nuzzling cheeks before looking back into her eyes. Her eyes lock onto Aoba's and she stares straight into her pupils. She seemed to have been getting serious for a second, until her hands moved down to her ribcage and into her armpits. Her nails start spazzing out to a tickling manner, hoping to get her to laugh. It was all she could do that would help the woman at least smile at her failed attempt.