
Eirian took her plushie and went to wander around the festival, she looked at the familiars running around the festival, she wondered if one of them would pick her some day. Eirian didn't mind familiars being in her personal space. She didn't feel uncomfortable with them close to her, like she did when another demon was near her. Perhaps she would find a race that didn't make her feel that way, but for now she was happy with it just being her, no love of her life yet. There might never be, luckily imbuing stones didn't require touching another being. So Eirian could still have kids someday when she was ready.