[Juneberry]

She looked at him blankly, finishing her stretches by reaching her arms upward as if trying to catch a star in her palm. "That would depend on the favor. If you want me to cook something for you by all means I'd be fine. But if you want me to read you a book I can't guarantee it." Her eyes looked at him easily, her lips curled into a tiny smile, though blank of emotion. "What could it be that you need from me?"