( she blinks, looking back from tatsuma to carol, trying to understand—taking the statement literally. but—no, she's not really a flower. besides, how could one be a flower of womanhood? what did flowers of womanhood look like? so this is a metaphor, clearly— ) Ahh, she's pretty!
( and again, her reaction is a bit shy, because it's still something new, but she's still quick to take the hand—she'll take every comfort she can get—and nods. )
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( she blinks, looking back from tatsuma to carol, trying to understand—taking the statement literally. but—no, she's not really a flower. besides, how could one be a flower of womanhood? what did flowers of womanhood look like? so this is a metaphor, clearly— ) Ahh, she's pretty!
( and again, her reaction is a bit shy, because it's still something new, but she's still quick to take the hand—she'll take every comfort she can get—and nods. )