[ A small laugh, shaking their head. No... No chance. Absolutely not. Regardless of their embarrassment though, there's a warmth that pervades the conversation. ]
It was... artistic, just like all Ka Bue clothing. [ (Isa had said that.) ] They like to layer a lot, one shade on top of the other -- thin layers when it's warm, thicker when winter rolls in -- and it's very pleasing to the eye. Silky and nice to touch, too. The sash kinda reminded me of the fallen leaves I liked to jump on and make crunch.
[ Good times... This garden was missing that. ]
If it happened in Poteria, there'd be no end to the festivities. They really like celebrating, there. For any reason. Lots of wine and song.
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It was... artistic, just like all Ka Bue clothing. [ (Isa had said that.) ] They like to layer a lot, one shade on top of the other -- thin layers when it's warm, thicker when winter rolls in -- and it's very pleasing to the eye. Silky and nice to touch, too. The sash kinda reminded me of the fallen leaves I liked to jump on and make crunch.
[ Good times... This garden was missing that. ]
If it happened in Poteria, there'd be no end to the festivities. They really like celebrating, there. For any reason. Lots of wine and song.