[ That painted mask tilts to the side, Esquie lifting a hand to point at the side of his own head -- where that flower had been tucked into Verso's hair. A pretty pale purple blossom, Verso smiling in a sad forlorn way when he tells Esquie about his florist who put it there, holding onto it just enough to make sure it wouldn't blow away in the winds as they flew. Verso had made some attempt to keep the other flower he had, too, in a sorry state as it was. ]
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[ That painted mask tilts to the side, Esquie lifting a hand to point at the side of his own head -- where that flower had been tucked into Verso's hair. A pretty pale purple blossom, Verso smiling in a sad forlorn way when he tells Esquie about his florist who put it there, holding onto it just enough to make sure it wouldn't blow away in the winds as they flew. Verso had made some attempt to keep the other flower he had, too, in a sorry state as it was. ]
It was very pretty. You're a good florist.
[ :)! ]