[ A weak, vague response, as Bariyan's currently more concerned with the fingers brushing against his cheek. His expression goes blank for a moment, eyes flickering towards Koltira's hand, before he manages another smile and gently turns his head away. ]
I liked red flowers, myself. White is a little too sharp, I think.
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[ A weak, vague response, as Bariyan's currently more concerned with the fingers brushing against his cheek. His expression goes blank for a moment, eyes flickering towards Koltira's hand, before he manages another smile and gently turns his head away. ]
I liked red flowers, myself. White is a little too sharp, I think.