dextera takes the irises, his expression mildly stunned by the gesture, even if he could have anticipated that she was going to hand him something. the petals are a vibrant, deep purple—and knowing what he knows now, about this town, it must have been something wonderful that brought this color back.
his fingers tense around the stems, and he nods, wordless in both hand and voice. ]
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[ it’s a moment.
dextera takes the irises, his expression mildly stunned by the gesture, even if he could have anticipated that she was going to hand him something. the petals are a vibrant, deep purple—and knowing what he knows now, about this town, it must have been something wonderful that brought this color back.
his fingers tense around the stems, and he nods, wordless in both hand and voice. ]