[ It's even in their eyes, Hama realizes, and scoots in for a closer look. That color again, shining bright. She blinks, and then grins even wider. It's in their eyes, oh yes it is, but also in their eyelashes. So pretty. She wants to reach out and touch, to see what the texture would feel like, but holds herself back. It's not nice to touch people, not without asking. ]
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Pretty.
[ She taps her nose. ]
What shape is it, usually?