In the midst of their celestial banter, a mysterious resonance echoed through the cosmic tapestry. Suddenly, Mio's expression shifted, and a faint cough escaped her, disrupting the lighthearted atmosphere.
Concern etched across Lin Xiao's face as he turned to Mio. "Mio, are you alright?"
Mio, her eyes shimmering with cosmic wisdom, offered a reassuring smile. "Fear not, dear friend. It's merely a reminder that even celestial beings experience fleeting mortal echoes."
The celestial beast, sensing the shift in energy, observed with a quiet gravity. Lin Xiao, ever attentive, inquired, "Is there anything we can do? Your well-being is of cosmic importance to us."
Mio, her voice carrying both ethereal grace and a hint of vulnerability, replied, "In the cosmic dance, there are moments of stillness. Let this pass as stardust settles."
As the cosmic trio continued their exchange, the atmosphere transformed into a delicate balance—a fusion of mysterious wisdom and the acknowledgment of ephemeral vulnerabilities. In this celestial symphony, Mio's ethereal presence persevered, a testament to the transient nature of cosmic journeys.
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