Naomi looks down, hands moving out of habit to fiddle with the hem of her camp shirt only to remember she's wearing a dress. She ends up clasping them together.]
I thought she was a nice dog... Not a scary wolf goddess...
[And she still feels bad about John having to take her test because he rescued her.]
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Naomi looks down, hands moving out of habit to fiddle with the hem of her camp shirt only to remember she's wearing a dress. She ends up clasping them together.]
I thought she was a nice dog... Not a scary wolf goddess...
[And she still feels bad about John having to take her test because he rescued her.]