like waves in the sea

Flora

'Oh? That sounds like the sort of thing she might like, but...isn't that a bit too easy? Won't everyone have gotten her something like that?" Flora wonders, following behind Ronin with a childish hop to her step that, had she realized, she'd have stopped immediately.

'Mmmm...' Humming as she pulled out a long string of beads woven together by her and Vai, Flora then reaches into the pocket of her dress to produce a precisely-folded bolt of woven cloth. Made from the strongest and most flexible veins in the Greatwood, Vai had assured her that they would fetch more than enough for what Flora had envisioned. Now though, standing before Ronin and beneath his scrupulous gaze, she's suddenly worried. 'Do...you think it's enough? For something really nice for Safrin?'

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