A doll painting its witch's nails.
It's gentle in its ministrations. How it cleans her fingertips. Roughs up the surfaces of her nails.
It is slow and precise when applying each layer. Its eyes never break from its task.
It never notices its witch's blush for how determined the care it shows her. How flattering its focus.
It never realizes how beautiful it looks while it works.
By the day's end, the witch's nails are lavender, and the doll's are white.