[They handle the little twine of green and cream-yellow carefully, almost reverently. It may very well be the same sort of treasure that deserves such delicate treatment, and in the case that it is, they would not want to break it. They watch her motions with astute focus, the same they would devote to studying a new foe in combat to best discern their patterns and the best means to exploiting their weaknesses.]
[Slowly, they begin to copy her motions and thread one flower through the strands of green. The skin between their eyes pinches in concentration; the movements are delicate and precise, and on a much smaller scale than the Drifter is accustomed.]
[They hold up their own work after a moment, studying the slightly crooked but successful twining of the flower into the body of the crown.]
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[Slowly, they begin to copy her motions and thread one flower through the strands of green. The skin between their eyes pinches in concentration; the movements are delicate and precise, and on a much smaller scale than the Drifter is accustomed.]
[They hold up their own work after a moment, studying the slightly crooked but successful twining of the flower into the body of the crown.]
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