Gah! She was tense at the words, all too familiar with the way her face was heating up then. There was nothing she could say to make this less awkward, either. Was she observing him? Passing through? Curious? Nothing was an acceptable and honest reason!
Eventually she hung her head, a little humiliated as she addressed his words, "It just seemed a little strange... All the horror stories I've heard, and yet... Well... Are lilies your favourite flowers?"
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Eventually she hung her head, a little humiliated as she addressed his words, "It just seemed a little strange... All the horror stories I've heard, and yet... Well... Are lilies your favourite flowers?"
... WHY DID SHE ASK THAT!?