“It definitely makes it more fun, especially when there’s that tinge of embarrassment.” She teases with a huff of a laugh, finding clear agreement in Charlie’s statement. Now, in Kiada’s history, she hasn’t had a whole lot of friends that she didn’t consider family, but she thinks that Charlie might be the closest thing she has to it so far. And it’s a largely warming feeling, these days, yet again a sensation she isn’t sure how to quite handle. So she plucks blooms and fills the bags alongside the priestess, snorting under her breath as she shakes her head to the question. “Nope. Maybe so long as we fill the bags it’ll be enough.” And if they have to come back, well, they could. But it should be a good start. And she continues to pluck until her bag is brimming and hard to close without smashing the flowers, before she turns toward Charlie to see how she’s doing. “Ready to head back?” k i a d a |
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Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
