Helena has, in absence of her sisters accepting her generous good gift, dipped her hand back into the jar so she now has about five eggs before her. She shoves the rest of the first egg into her mouth, chewing open-mouthed, as she tears another in half and dunks it in the mustard, before picking up the sugar dish and shaking it over the mustard-slathered egg to leave it dusted with the sparkling crystals.
"Felix is... brother-sestra. Yes?" She has been trying to keep track. So many names, so many people.
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Helena has, in absence of her sisters accepting her generous good gift, dipped her hand back into the jar so she now has about five eggs before her. She shoves the rest of the first egg into her mouth, chewing open-mouthed, as she tears another in half and dunks it in the mustard, before picking up the sugar dish and shaking it over the mustard-slathered egg to leave it dusted with the sparkling crystals.
"Felix is... brother-sestra. Yes?" She has been trying to keep track. So many names, so many people.