Benedikta watches through the corner of her eye, seeing the penguin slip the bags over Cid's offered hand with a sheepish look.
"And miss, if you—"
As soon as she's sure that Cid has the bags safely in his hands, she gives a light flick of her wrist. A wind cuts through the room and pushes between them, shoving Cid back inside and the penguin out before it slams the door shut on his beak.]
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Benedikta watches through the corner of her eye, seeing the penguin slip the bags over Cid's offered hand with a sheepish look.
"And miss, if you—"
As soon as she's sure that Cid has the bags safely in his hands, she gives a light flick of her wrist. A wind cuts through the room and pushes between them, shoving Cid back inside and the penguin out before it slams the door shut on his beak.]
Lock it.