[Terra steps away as well, surrendering the treats that were in her arms. Her fingers lightly tug a a loose strain of green that has fallen from her pony tail.]
Maybe... because it smells like flowers?
[She blinks bringing her arm down to her sides.]
Ah, I work at a flower shop and I'm there most days.
[Terra doesn't understand having a fake version of ones self. She's still trying to figure out who she is.]
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Maybe... because it smells like flowers?
[She blinks bringing her arm down to her sides.]
Ah, I work at a flower shop and I'm there most days.
[Terra doesn't understand having a fake version of ones self. She's still trying to figure out who she is.]