[ Nina glances up at him, remembering again the strangeness of his message. Her gaze flickers over him, quietly assessing. She wants to ask Why does this matter, but he looks... he looks like he's cooking something up. She kind of wants to see the final result. She can wait.
She shifts her gaze back to the watch and scrolls through it. ]
I like the rose. (🌹) Roses are one of my favorite flowers - I love the smell. The tulip is pretty too, though. (🌷)
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She shifts her gaze back to the watch and scrolls through it. ]
I like the rose. (🌹) Roses are one of my favorite flowers - I love the smell. The tulip is pretty too, though. (🌷)