[It's a beat too late—remembering mentally that Chara can feel her nascent emotional field—and the hopeful nerves are quickly over-trod by a thin veneer of embarrassment, fighting and losing against a sincere compassion that just didn't give a damn. She'd buy Chara a shop-full of things, one after another, if just one of them would give them reason to smile their rarest smile.]
You said you liked tea.
[Straightforward. But as for the variety, all bouquets and posies—]
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You said you liked tea.
[Straightforward. But as for the variety, all bouquets and posies—]
Thought I'd keep up the gardening theme.