[Warily, since she acutely smells the very awake presence of a not-too-nice-smelling someone, Terezi creeps over to the entrance to Ash's room. She has her cane in hand because she is a helpless little blind girl who is unfamiliar with the small, enclosed space. Of course.]
Hello, Ashes, [she says, peeking through the door of his room. When she zones in on the smell of sun-coloured skin and a bad sense of humour, Terezi unleashes her most prominent toothfish grin.] Hello there, Ash's moirail.
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Hello, Ashes, [she says, peeking through the door of his room. When she zones in on the smell of sun-coloured skin and a bad sense of humour, Terezi unleashes her most prominent toothfish grin.] Hello there, Ash's moirail.