Allora: *standing rigidly next to a group of flowers, pale in the face and lightly shaking* Taliesin: Allora? Are you all right-? Allora: There is. A bee. In my hair. Taliesin: Oh dear. *gently guides the bee out from her locks, cooing* Naughty little thing, my Cherub is not a flower. Bee: *buzzes curiously as it smells honey on Taliesin* Taliesin: Very flattering, my lady, but I'm afraid I'm taken. Off you go. *gently herds the bee to a flower, where it happily digs for pollen* Now then- Allora: *ran off as soon as she was free, clinging to Kaidan back at camp and trembling like a baby* Taliesin: -Ah. *to the bees* Please excuse her, I do believe she has a phobia of you lovely ladies. Best of luck on your work! Bee: *waves at Taliesin as he leaves*














