As you approach Emma, she looks up from her comic with reading glasses over her eyes. “Oh? Are you here because you’ve chosen me?” You nod your head in confirmation, and she shuts and stores the comic she was reading. “Well then, let’s get started. This should be fun, me thinks.” The green furred Renamon stands up, one hand on her already slightly plush hip, ready for whatever type of expansion you had planned.
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