[Satisfied, Luna makes her way closer to the pile, aiming her glowing horn towards the top. One by one, and much more slowly than she'd like, items begin to be pulled from the heap and laid out on the floor beside it - accessories, booklets, combs, plush, and any number of other ordinary and not-so-ordinary things.]
No. Not it.... No. What do the humans need with so many of these things?
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No. Not it.... No. What do the humans need with so many of these things?