@xamassed
As complicated as her relationship with her homeland was, Alice still loved the history and the culture. Lately, she’d been finding herself growing increasingly worried about a certain adventurer who just seemed to have the worst streak of bad luck in history. While she would always be glad to help patch him up after whatever mishap befell his outings, the doctor wondered if there wasn’t anything she could do for him in preventing them in the first place.
Of course, she knew nothing she did would stop them completely - the degree to which he encountered misfortune seemed to speak of something written for him in the stars. And frankly, it only made her admire the young lad all the more for continuing to be such a beacon of light when his days were constantly being interrupted by dark clouds.
Reaching into an old drawer full of traditional fabrics from Inazuma, she picked a textured red square and some golden thread. She got a little bit done whenever she could, finding the process of actually making one with her own hands both relaxing and satisfying, as she could impart her well wishes onto every stitch.
When Bennett showed up again a few days later, excited to show off the rewards of his latest adventure, she promptly dealt with whatever cuts and bruises resulted of it before presenting him with a handmade omamori. “To keep you safe in your travels.” She explained simply with a smile, hoping the power bestowed upon her could help watch over him as well.
