Gideon whistles, and jogs over to examine the blade of ice. She tugs it out of the tree, which takes some effort, and is impressed when the blade doesn't shatter or even chip. She wanders back over to Janet, tapping her knuckle against it. "Interesting choice of material."
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Date: 2024-05-26 08:42 pm (UTC)