"Cool," says Magnus, grinning crookedly. He glances over at Drosera, about to try and include her by asking if she has an opinion, but she's curled up in a little patch of sunlight and has started snoozing. Magnus nudges Galahad, nodding at her, and then looks at him, eyes wide. "Do you have your camera?" he asks -- they could take pictures of their best outfits, maybe.
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