[ Pyrrha hadn’t expected the sudden pressure of Jae-ha’s hands at her hair, nor the decoration he leaves in his wake. Straightening in her surprise, she looks over. When his hands return to him, she swallows down the worst of her immediate suspicions and - stunning, he says; something she’s not used to hearing.
She can’t see it, but she can reach up to feel out the points and ridges of the flower. ]
Oh. -- Thank you.
[ A smile for him. Courteous, if a tad unsure. ]
I don’t think I can accept this, though. It must have been expensive.
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She can’t see it, but she can reach up to feel out the points and ridges of the flower. ]
Oh. -- Thank you.
[ A smile for him. Courteous, if a tad unsure. ]
I don’t think I can accept this, though. It must have been expensive.