How am I supposed to know what the fuck that is? [ Mordred grumbles under her breath softly as he inches closer to the hedge to reach out and touch the flowers. after watching him a moment, purely out of curiosity Mordred does the same, leaning down a bit to extend one arm out and lightly skim her fingertips across the nearest row of petals.
huh, soft... ]
You some kinda flower specialist? [ botanist, Mordred, jfc. ]
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huh, soft... ]
You some kinda flower specialist? [ botanist, Mordred, jfc. ]