[It's the squeak and the quick movements that really catch the tiny painter's attention, and Miyabi looks down through the branches, sliding over a few of the smaller ones and bounding her way down. Who was that?
Spotting a small girl huddled up in the boughs, the bouncing, sparkling bundle of golden light leaps all the way down to land just in front of her.]
Oh, hello! [Seeing that paper there.] A-Ah, I'm so sorry! I didn't hit you, did I? I-I really didn't mean to!
[Action] keep meaning to tag you, too, and now I did. I AM SUCCESSFUL.
Spotting a small girl huddled up in the boughs, the bouncing, sparkling bundle of golden light leaps all the way down to land just in front of her.]
Oh, hello! [Seeing that paper there.] A-Ah, I'm so sorry! I didn't hit you, did I? I-I really didn't mean to!