[There was a call? Oh yes, it had woken her up from such pleasant dreams... Yawning, Diva wanders into view, distracted as usual from any true goal in mind as she flits from one random object to another, touching everything. It was a habit of hers. Touching. There were so many unique textures in this world...]
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