[ For a moment she considers that, even though it was clear earlier that Anemone couldn't affect the scene with her shouting. Still, there's always the possibility that Cinnamon could, so she looks over to the scene, walking over and kneeling down next to her younger self. It's ... definitely a strange feeling. Seeing herself before she lost her passion. Even if she can already see the hints of confusion in her eyes at how the adults treat her.
But then Cinnamon simply ... attempts to take the box that's being magicked around. Though it unfortunately doesn't budge an inch, like she's trying to move something that's glued to the table. ]
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But then Cinnamon simply ... attempts to take the box that's being magicked around. Though it unfortunately doesn't budge an inch, like she's trying to move something that's glued to the table. ]
... That won't work. We can't change anything.