[ Even as the woman seemingly shifts her gaze elsewhere, the pair of green chocobos don't peel their intense, watchful eyes away from her. They start to calm down, at least, their alarmed squawks falling silent.
Fio holds up her hand, showing off the four wildflowers she had just plucked. It hasn't crossed her mind how strange it must be for others to find someone her age wandering out in the wilds on their own. She's been able to navigate her own town by herself before, though it still wasn't exactly safe with the disparity between social classes. ]
Um... I'm just picking flowers. There's so many pretty colors out here!
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Fio holds up her hand, showing off the four wildflowers she had just plucked. It hasn't crossed her mind how strange it must be for others to find someone her age wandering out in the wilds on their own. She's been able to navigate her own town by herself before, though it still wasn't exactly safe with the disparity between social classes. ]
Um... I'm just picking flowers. There's so many pretty colors out here!