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Flowers everywhere. The last of them appearing in her cupped hands as more mulch than a proper bouquet. She wasn't sure how to accept his handkerchief when she had so much flora in her hands, so she simply dropped them to their feet in favor of accepting Mercer's favor.
"...allergic...to you?" She took a moment to consider the evidence and whether or not there was any weight to his claim. "No...certainly...ACHII---" Oh, there were your daffodils, Mercer, in a flower crown a top her head.
And then, suddenly, her nose no longer itched and her eyes dried ... and Mercer was thumping to the ground of the battlements. Something that would have probably been more comfortable if he had collapsed on some of the flowers. Because looming over him felt awkward, she joined him (though a bit more elegantly) and pursed her lips as she attempted to make heads or tails about any of this. "Perhaps a curse of the garden gnomes." Touching the flower crown atop her head - the daffodils - she slipped it off and leaned forward to place it on top of his.
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