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Varrå shoots a sly look over to the woman in all the elaborate robes.

The marble glides over in Shonagon's direction, still smoking.

[yowokomete]

Shonagon is absolutely delighted by this. She lifts her hand and pushes lightly at the marble with just the tip of one finger.

"What a charming little thing!"

She's very careful not to breathe the smoke in directly, but a flick of her fan wafts the smoke toward her so that she can better process the scent.

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At the least touch, the marble disintegrates into a fine, shining poof of dust. Varrå smiles the way that mean children smile when they've taken a toy away from someone.

The wafts of smoke have no particular odor other than "generalized combustion."

[yowokomete]

If she's being trolled, Shonagon doesn't really notice. She laughs aloud when the marble breaks, utterly charmed by the cleverness of it.

"What do you use these for?" she asks. "If I may be so forward. Are they meant as toys?"