[ There's a small suspicion growing at the back of Nanami's mind - a mere hunch. She'd never put much stock in the mental changes that turning into a monster could have on you - until she became a faerie; until she became not only unable to lie, but constantly compelled to tell the truth. ]
Niina-san... [ The faerie has to break this very gently to her. She alights on a box on the shelf at eye(?)-level, and sits down. ] If I ask you to do something... is there a part of you that really wants to do it?
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Niina-san... [ The faerie has to break this very gently to her. She alights on a box on the shelf at eye(?)-level, and sits down. ] If I ask you to do something... is there a part of you that really wants to do it?