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Grabbing some of the dried flower petals, Kane looks over at Primrose who is already wrist deep into the mortar. “Y’know, I’m really glad I remembered to bring my face mask this time! All the dust we’re making is almost as bad as the pollen was,” Kane mentions offhandedly. He puts the handful of dried petals into his own mortar and then grabs the pestle sitting right beside it.   Primrose glances ove...

ACHOO!   Kane sniffs before rubbing his nose with his shoulder for the, uh, who knows how many times he’s done it by now. “Ugh… I didn’t think I’ve ever sneezed so much in my life,” he says miserably, sounding a little nasally due to his sinuses being stuffed up.   “I knew that Succubuns couldn’t drink ambrosia but I would have never...