[He hates it, doesn't he? The tree. But she really can't take it back. It's why it surprises her to hear that she is welcome here, despite the overstepping. That he was not condemning, somehow.]
Oh? I... Thank you, Your Highness. [Shouls she courtesy as well? She bows her head a little bit, a slower nod, except he's still facing away from her and staring at her tree.
With a little frown, she decides to be brave and steps closer, until she's standing beside him.]
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Oh? I... Thank you, Your Highness. [Shouls she courtesy as well? She bows her head a little bit, a slower nod, except he's still facing away from her and staring at her tree.
With a little frown, she decides to be brave and steps closer, until she's standing beside him.]
You hate it.