Mamba was given a cuddle, and he gave Gus a rather apathetic lick in return, which made Henn laugh, shaking her head, "Here, I'll make you some confettis." she sorted through the mail, pulling out a sweepstakes entry form, cracking her knuckles before charging it, just a little, and slinging it off to bounce off the edge of the table, where it promptly exploded with a soft fwump. Mamba, for his part, was thrilled, bounding over to play in the paper shreds.
Henn smiled at the hug, leaning back against Soren's side, "We're gonna be okay."
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