I'll try not to destroy you, baby, even though we both know I can

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*Overhead a wire mesh encloses a distinctly forest-like garden. Quaint mossy cobblestones guide visitors around the enclosure - an exhibit of magical flora the world over, flocks of Cucuio hovering overhead like overgrown fireflies. A pleasant autumn chill has begun to bite into the air, only dimly apparent beyond the conjured humidity. Indeed, the heat is enough for Victoria to remove her cloak - as she begins to sling it off, she shoots Regulus an expectant stare. His assistance entirely unneeded and yet the only gentlemanly thing to do.*