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Alertness and preparedness are just part of Saria's being, now, with so much of her life asking her to handle whatever new current work at Rhine has brought the labs into. So she readily agrees to come along when Silence asks her to, on the last night before the latter's return to Tremont.
She is still caught off-guard when they end up at the greenhouse, with most of its lights having been dimmed to reflect the night outside.Â
Silence must see her moment of surprise, because she murmurs, "I asked Perfumer; it's alright."
Saria nods, but still considers her carefully. "Is there a reason, you asked for this?"
She gives a little shrug, looking to the dark sky above. Perhaps she sees the stars, in her mind's eye, those displayed by the veil, those shrouded by them. But all she says to Saria is a simple, "It's been awhile since we took a walk through here… and it'll be awhile, until the next time we can."
"...I see." She offers her hand. "Let's take our time, then."
And they do. For they have the space for it now.
