[ Knock knock, Yasha! Here's a Kiki with a pretty little flower pot full of bright pink begonias in her arms and a little hinged wooden box in her hand. She may have had to knock on the door with her foot. Or her head. But nevermind. ]
she answers the door wearing her blanket like a cape and looks like she wants to fling herself at Kiki to express her gratitude. instead she takes the items to free up Keyleth's hands, shyly, hesitantly asking if she might like to come in.]
[ Oh Yasha, honey. Keyleth's expression immediately shows extreme concern, and she accepts the invitation into the room, laying her hand lightly on the other woman's shoulder. ]
Thanks...you okay, Yasha? You look like you need a self-care day.
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Actually, I was going to ask you if you'd like a plant for your room? I have so many and I know you like flowers.
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[ Knock knock, Yasha! Here's a Kiki with a pretty little flower pot full of bright pink begonias in her arms and a little hinged wooden box in her hand. She may have had to knock on the door with her foot. Or her head. But nevermind. ]
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she answers the door wearing her blanket like a cape and looks like she wants to fling herself at Kiki to express her gratitude. instead she takes the items to free up Keyleth's hands, shyly, hesitantly asking if she might like to come in.]
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Thanks...you okay, Yasha? You look like you need a self-care day.
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Um, well.
[here comes the protective instinct, damn it. she seems a little tentative and sad, though.]
No, everything is okay. Do you want some tea?
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Um, yeah! I'm always up for some tea.
Are you sure you're okay? You seem...kind of bummed out. And tired.