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The delta seemed to grow wider and wider with every step she took. "We're going to crush up the leaves to make a paste, and rub it all over your skin." Olya told her, which sounded like no fun. Gooey paste all over her? Ew. "It ought to make you feel better right away." Well, if it was going to make her feel better... then maybe it would be okay...

Olya was laughing at her question. What was so funny about the stinky smell? She narrowed her eyes at her teacher, frowning just a little. She couldn't stay mad, though. The mirth so clearly displayed upon Olya's face made her want to laugh too. But she wouldn't. No way she was going to give her the satisfaction. "It's seaweed and kelp, it doesn't like being out of water. The sun makes it smell bad." There were weeds in the sea? Did that mean there were deers and stuff in the sea? Were they yummy too? The gentle thump of her teacher's tail against her rump wasn't as reassuring as she would have liked. "Don't worry, eventually you won't notice it very much."

"I don't like it." She announced. How was she supposed to get used to that king of stink? "How long until we find fum.. fumitory?"

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