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Vaguely rolling her eyes, annoyed at Sah's MaTuRiTy, Flora turned to Sunjata instead. "Yeah, Ronin has told me a bit about what it was like. Actual fucking monsters trying to get in? Speaking with the voices of people they'd already killed to trick you? Fuck." Looking at the trash piled up around them on the new grass, Flora thought maybe a bit of litter picking wasn't the sort of thing she should be complaining about given the possible alternatives. She would, though.
Saunting up the road while making small talk with Sunjata about the House of Midnight, and, in more hushed tones, about Koa and Jack—she still didn't know Sohali was back, of course—Flora stopped at the sight of the overturned handcart. "Huh. You'd have thought someone would have come back for this." Still, not her region, not her people, not her problem.
Leaning down the queen begins to collect the various pillar candles that she can see, tossing them over her shoulder into Sunjata's cart with a satisfying thunk.
Flora does candles!
Saunting up the road while making small talk with Sunjata about the House of Midnight, and, in more hushed tones, about Koa and Jack—she still didn't know Sohali was back, of course—Flora stopped at the sight of the overturned handcart. "Huh. You'd have thought someone would have come back for this." Still, not her region, not her people, not her problem.
Leaning down the queen begins to collect the various pillar candles that she can see, tossing them over her shoulder into Sunjata's cart with a satisfying thunk.
Flora does candles!
