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So, we're taking the Pig around the block, and Gaia looks up at the canopy and sees the tree cover we're walking under and she says, "Ooh! Dad! Look at this dark and magical forest!"
And I say, "No, it's the neighborhood. It's safe."
And she says, "I know, Dad. I'm pretending."
And I say, "Ok. It is a magical forest then."
"Don't worry," she says. "Pig is here. He's a fighter."
And I think that's great. "Pig's our warrior, ehy?"
And she says yes.
"What do you want to do here in the forest?" I ask her.
"I'm here to explore!" she says.
"Ok. Can I be the healer? Every party needs a healer." I say.
"Yes. We need a healer," she says.

And my heart went pitter, pitter pat.