[ . . . . ah, the swords are so fond. Lili nods once, listening to his words. Continuing onward... that's what they must do so that they don't face corruption and lose themselves. It's a different way of living than what she's used to - this sort of accepting that some things simply must be wrong in the world - but she will do her best to understand it regardless.
To fill up the silence, she retrieves a decorative bag with flower patterns on the front so that it's overall a lovely gift. As she puts the headband inside, she emits a soft noise of acknowledgment.
She doesn't know what it's like to have a lot of new friends automatically like that, people who understand what you're going through just because you're of the same kind. She barely knows what it's like to have a family, her attendants always acknowledging the barrier between them and her father so cold and distant.
But she knows that she's happy that the swords have it. So despite herself, she's smiling faintly down at the gift.]
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To fill up the silence, she retrieves a decorative bag with flower patterns on the front so that it's overall a lovely gift. As she puts the headband inside, she emits a soft noise of acknowledgment.
She doesn't know what it's like to have a lot of new friends automatically like that, people who understand what you're going through just because you're of the same kind. She barely knows what it's like to have a family, her attendants always acknowledging the barrier between them and her father so cold and distant.
But she knows that she's happy that the swords have it. So despite herself, she's smiling faintly down at the gift.]
... That's a very precious thing.
Take care of it.