"Lucy," Alanna very nearly whispers. "You look absolutely beautiful."

And she does. A tiny voice in the back of Alanna's head wonders what sort of wedding dress she would have chosen, but it's quickly squashed. She's enjoying her own dress far too much for even the smallest regret. It might be the deep green color, but more likely it's the way the dress highlights the bump.

You will be ssspectacular, my darlingsss.

Puff straightens on Alanna's shoulder and looks at Lucy with a penetrating stare.

It seems to say: Are you sure, Human?