“That makes me weird, right?
I wish I was like you.”

”No no, none of that talk.
–You are perfect, just the way you are.
My horns are nothing to be envied,
they get caught on everything.“
“That makes me weird, right?
I wish I was like you.”

”No no, none of that talk.
–You are perfect, just the way you are.
My horns are nothing to be envied,
they get caught on everything.“
“My fake ones aren’t as big are yours though. Why don’t I have any?”

“Because you’re human, Aurora.
–Not a fairie.”
“You’re in New York City, right next to Battery Park.
I know the city gets confusing, can’t blame you.
Where were you trying to go?”

”–New York City?
Mm, how odd. Someplace nice, with trees.
Of course you’ll be the one to show me there, won’t you?“