Queen of Lies was no longer a toddler now. She had longer arms, a longer face under her white mask with pink cheeks and lips, her hair 'golden' and falling just past her ears, curling around beautifully. She wandered the gardens, hands clasped together, legs carrying her along. She was beauty, she was grace and she would totally eat your face.

She heard the 'hello' and went to inspect it, walking forward with her arms now at her sides. There was a necklace around her neck, carefully carved into different shapes. It would be beautiful... were it not made of teeth.

"Hello~?", she cooed, walking along one of the paths and turning a corner.

She stopped as she peered at Jasmedai, head cocked, "... Hello."

Queen shifted forward and trilled, chittering under her mask, curious about this new one.

Queen lurched away and clicked, "Oh... you can have this. If you let me look at that box you have."

Her eyes had caught it when she pulled it close, and she wondered what was within, "I'll give it back after."

Would she? Hm. Maybe. Probably.

She held up a hand to touch the vine, cooing and trilling in interest, "Are you so... interesting. You are new, yes? Who are you?"

What was it's name? Did it think itself a female, a male, or neither? Perhaps both? She wanted to know. She wanted to learn, to show like she'd shown the others. Like she'd shown Marshmallow to fly and to be sly, like she'd shown Matthieu that friends weren't so bad, how she and Blue had shown each other love.

"You are not... edible?", she asked after a moment, mandibles clicking under her mask, wanting to taste.

Queen cocked her head, "What about what's inside? Can I see that? Is it shiny?"

She glanced around and hummed, searching through a bush after a scent... got it. She picked up a mouse and held it out, her hand thin enough to reach through carefully and snatch it up before it could run. She would be an adept hunter one day, she hoped.

"This is food," she said, and held it out in offering, "You eat it. Edible means you can eat it. Some things you can't, like rocks. Too hard."

She swayed gently for a reason unknown, "Jas~! I like that name. Very faerie. That box isn't edible, it's metal, you can't eat metal because it's too hard."

She took off her necklace and weighed its value, her greed and kindness warring with each other as she tried to decide whether or not it was worth it to hand over. Hm.

Arwen sighed, "No no, you are not food because you eat the food. You are an eater, not food."

She looked down at the necklace and then at the box, weighing the pros and cons. She finally held out the necklace, waiting for Jasmedai's vines to come closer before pulling it away.

"Hm... I've an idea," she said, waving the necklace back and forth, "We give them over at the same time."

She bunched the necklace up and prepared to throw it, her eyes on the box, "And then I'll give back the box when I'm finished with it."

She just wanted to look... to see...

"One... two... throw it," she said, and tossed her necklace towards the plant, holding her hands out to catch the box.

Suddenly she felt regret. That was her necklace, the one she'd spent time over to represent every loved one she had! Why did she throw it?!