[ Ugh. Uuuggghhh. Alright, fine. Frowning, Lightning hooks her arm over Baldr as he wanders over to see what she's doing, only glancing up to make eye contact after a long second or two. ]
Aerith, these aren't really flowers... you give to someone.
[ -- Says the soldier to the woman obsessed with flowers. But. Cultural stuff. ]
cuuuute :>
Aerith, these aren't really flowers... you give to someone.
[ -- Says the soldier to the woman obsessed with flowers. But. Cultural stuff. ]