[ upon entering, the door jingles from a little bell that hangs from its corner. crow will find an older woman watering her bonsais, blond hair a striking platinum and indeed greying. when ahmi looks up, she can put two and two together. she can’t help but to laugh a little to herself, a warm welcome as she puts the watering jar down and puts a hand to her chest. ]
You’re even younger than I assumed, look at your face! So youthful! [ she says it with kindness and affection, coming over to greet him better and extend a hand. ] Welcome.
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You’re even younger than I assumed, look at your face! So youthful! [ she says it with kindness and affection, coming over to greet him better and extend a hand. ] Welcome.
[ and welcome to petal flow ]