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“Oh, Kikuri! It’s good to see… you… erm.”
Not that Ambrose wasn’t still happy to see her, but seeing the look on her face makes the words die on his tongue a bit, trailing off briefly. His expression holds light concern when he takes a seat beside her then, carefully setting aside his things, hanging them over the back of the chair for now.
“Sorry, it’s been a while, right? Did you just get here? Did you already take a look around at the flowers or play some of the games with anyone? Wait, look at this one…” The flower he’d tucked carefully into his suit jacket’s pocket is taken into the palm of his hand to hold it out to her, “It’s such a vibrant shade of purple.”












