You’re so compassionate with the cookies— so gentle and delicate with them, it makes White Lily’s heart melt to see.

Her world had been shattered the day she discovered the truth of why witches baked cookies, but with you? Her hope in the goodness of the world had been restored, bit by bit.

“Baker, you are too kind to a sinner like me. I do not deserve to be in your presence.”

She can’t help but feel sick in your presence— her past sins haunt her in the light of your goodness.