[Jester doesn't answer, because she is a giraffe and unable to speak while she's turned into one. Instead, she nuzzles her velvety blue nose against Matt's cheek, and then sort of snuffles her way up to his hair where she...lips at it like it's a particularly decadent patch of grass.
Her hooves, deep shiny navy blue and the size of dinner plates, clomp back and forth in the snow, and she releases her attention on Matt's head to look around at the other passersby coming and going on the sidewalk, most of whom are giving the pair of them a wide berth. Her ears flicker as she cocks her fuzzy head, looking into Matt's face with huge, dark eyes for a long moment as she tries to remember how to be a tiefling againβ
βand just as quickly as it appeared, the giraffe is gone, replaced by Jester, who is grinning but looks exhausted.]
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Her hooves, deep shiny navy blue and the size of dinner plates, clomp back and forth in the snow, and she releases her attention on Matt's head to look around at the other passersby coming and going on the sidewalk, most of whom are giving the pair of them a wide berth. Her ears flicker as she cocks her fuzzy head, looking into Matt's face with huge, dark eyes for a long moment as she tries to remember how to be a tiefling againβ
βand just as quickly as it appeared, the giraffe is gone, replaced by Jester, who is grinning but looks exhausted.]
Ta-daaa! Pretty cool, right?