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Wendy shook her head. "As you wish," she repeated, her head still bent over the paper. "It's from The Princess Bride. Haven't you ever seen it?" Wendy looked up with a grin on her face. "Yeah, I guess I sorta forgot about getting paint on my hands and the messiness of it. Thanks," she returned to her work in silence for a few minutes before tilting her head slightly. Wendy looked back up again. "Do you hear something?" Briefly, she worried about going insane, but shrugged the thought aside. If she went insane, she shouldn't worry because then she'd be insane and not really care.