Tears had come from the girl's eyes, a tired, disorientated feeling having come over her. She was mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted by this entire experience, which also contributed to her calming down rather quickly. Her forehead hurt, quite a lot, a blood trail having come from the spot the flesh bud had entered her head, trailing down to her chin, having long since dried. The wound did close up to prevent the contents of her head from further spilling out. She gave the white haired man a tired expression, appearing on the verge of sleeping. She slowly blinked as she stared at him, struggling to keep herself upright, until the man had slowly brought her down in his lap, descending to the ground.
The closeness felt comforting, her resting her head on his chest as she sat, completely still. She kept her gaze fixated on his face. When he had spoke praise to her, it caused her to smile and lightly giggle, feeling contentment from the words spoken to her. No one aside from Arianda treated her this much as a human, but well, Arianda was her mother... She was considered family. Of course she'd love her. With this... She honestly thought that her mother would like her more, would like a new, better her over how she was like before. She continued to hear the chatter in her head, one validifying that Arianda would love her even more because of this, but the other wishing for Sunshine's praise, which it was graciously gifted.
She smiled when offered a path to his goddess... No... Their Goddess... She wanted to come in, she wanted to follow him, to listen to him, to be with him. She wanted so badly to be a part of his life, her mind streaming with thoughts of just being with him making her happy. She felt warm and oh so happy when he stroked a hand through her hair, blushing quite a bit. Her body tensed a bit as she felt... Quite the amount of warm tingles, the kind of tingles a girl would feel if they saw a flattering image of their lover or crush, times five. Well, in this case, Sunshine WAS her crush, if one were to describe it. She loved him on the spot, she couldn't resist him. Any sane, not love stricken person with the ability to read her current thoughts would think she had gone mad, obsessed with him even. She felt she could do anything for him, and could do anything because of him...
And then, he presented her with a gift, a hat of sorts. She took the hat in her hands, showing outwardly subdued, but a spike of joy at receiving something from him. She didn't quite know what purpose it was, but she had placed it onto her head anyways. The hat transformed into a clip in her hair, a cute little flower clip parting her hair. She then looked back towards him, and rather impulsively, gave him a rather wholesome hug.
"Thank you... Thank you so much..." She spoke to him, smiling. If her old self was present, she would be utterly horrified of the turn of events.
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