Nimona follows Elsie's gaze as she takes in the crowd of happily chatting humans. She looks up at her, focused on the little streak of purple hair that used to be pink.
"Me neither," she says, quieter. She wraps her tail around the handle of the basket. "But -- I've got friends now. People who're just as weird as me. Some of 'em came here, too."
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Nimona follows Elsie's gaze as she takes in the crowd of happily chatting humans. She looks up at her, focused on the little streak of purple hair that used to be pink.
"Me neither," she says, quieter. She wraps her tail around the handle of the basket. "But -- I've got friends now. People who're just as weird as me. Some of 'em came here, too."
And, more hopeful: "You wanna be friends?"