White Lily held her arm out as a group of green Yeast Spores drifted down, those cute, little cat-like smiles plastered on their faces. She couldn't help but smile, too. Why did they have to be so cute? And to think smaller versions of these made up a Cookie's dough..!

She giggled softly, eyes sparkling with delight. Beast-Yeast was truly a remarkable place. There were many dazzling sights littered all around the peculiar continent, with the addition of abnormal beings–even ones extinct on other continents–roaming the land like it was a regular occurrence. There were Faerie Cookies, flying jellyfish, spirits, and, of course, the Yeast Spores!

White Lily glanced towards the Devil of Silence, who was standing beside her. His arms were crossed and he was quite stiff... As expected. But she didn't mind. He wasn't as murderous towards her as he was before, so... Win win? "It's truly amazing," She murmured after a short while, "These peculiar beings have lingered in this near-unexplored continent for so long... I can't believe I overlooked the chances of events like these occuring due to a meer location."

A moment of silence. More Yeast Spores emerged from the bushes, some nestling in her hair, some nuzzling against her cheek–a gesture in which she returned. White Lily let out a wistful sigh. "This peace... I hope it lasts forever. But alas, I can't focus on trivial matters like those in the present," She giggled, lifting a bandaged hand to her mouth in order to cover it. "These spores are just... Too cute!" Her cheeks were tinted red as she continued to beckon more Yeast Spores closer, hand held out in an act of comfort. Her fuschia eyes lingered on Silent Salt after a drop of comforting nothingness. These spores and her armoured companion were her only focus, even if just for a moment.