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[He shrugs his shoulders. Considering everything that's happened up to this point, she seems to be right. Perhaps the conversation they just had today cements her claim. It's strange how ordinarily the thought crosses his mind.]

I suppose it was, on second thought.

[She's always right; though hearing it from him definitely makes it all the better. Her spirits soar higher, her smile widening subtly.

If he's only just realizing it, well.]

Better late than never.

[Isn't that the truth.]

Where are you headed now?

[He's thinking about going back to the busier part of the colony. She's apparently following him, but he can't be sure that she wants to go so far already.]

Oh! [Maybe she'd been following a little too close, though it doesn't look like he minds. She hadn't even thought about it; originally she came to write, but any chances of that happening are gone, for now. She totally lost her groove.

She stops, spotting a bush of beautiful flowers a short distance away from them on their left.

She stares as she ponders.]

You know, I didn't really have a plan. What were you gonna do?

[Teasing:] Besides make some noise.

[A fleeting grin passes his face at the teasing remark. Noise is good and what he wants right now, but he knows he can find that virtually anywhere. He rests his hands on his waist and looks up, contemplating his answer.]

Who knows? Play ViViD, maybe.

[He looks off to his side at Leia.]

Do you have a better idea?

[He always says that. Not that there's anything wrong with it, of course, but she wonders if he might want to try something different sometimes.

She shrugs.]

I like ViViD. [if that's what he wants.] There's the gym too if you want a good work out.

You can get a good work out in ViViD, too.

[He pauses. Now that she brings it up, the gym doesn't sound so bad. If nothing else, he's curious.]

What's at the gym?

[Point.

There's nothing like beating up baddies and basking in the glow of your victories, but still! She's come to appreciate the gym.]

There's a pool! And they have so many machines, I don't even know what half of them do. Also courts for things like tennis and badminton, and plenty of bars where you can get drinks and snacks...

I think there's even an ice skating rink, but I've never tried it.

[One of these things is not like the others.]

[One of these things is much too big for a regular gym that he's been visualizing up till that point. Then again, Cerealia goes all out with its facilities from what he's gathered. How fancy are the bars, he wonders.]

An ice skating rink? The gym must be huge.

It is!

[She gives an enthusiastic nod. She's not exactly tour guide material, but she'd love to show him around there and just watch his reactions, now that the idea is in her head...

She laughs a bit to herself.]

We could go. Do you skate?

[or swim... do u eVEN LIFT]

[Who needs to lift when they can duel – ]

A little. You want to skate?

[Of all the options, it sounds the least ugly and intrusive. He can't say he would have liked to go swimming.]

[She does! It's obvious in her tone, plus she would have never suggested it otherwise. Still, she's a bit coy, folding her arms and acts like she has to think about it.

The ever present smile gives it away.]

Are you going to laugh at me?

Why would I? Skating is a fine activity.

[He gestures to the gardens entrance. ViViD can come later. Checking out the gym doesn't sound bad.]

Let's head to the gym, then.

Oh, wait!

[...He's totally going to laugh.

Leia realizes this isn't actually a bad thing--and with that, she'll pipe up suddenly when it comes time to actually leave. It's been a while since she's collected any of these flowers for her room, so she'll run off towards those bushes she'd been staring at just off their path.]

First let's get some souvenirs.

[IV turns around on his feet, watching Leia run toward the bushes. He hasn't the slightest clue, but her going there probably relates to what's attached to said bushes.]

Souvenirs? You don't mean the flowers.

[Although she probably does, unless there's something past the leaves.]

[... Yeah, about that.

She turns after the first couple are safely plucked and in her hand, and you'd think she were caught hoarding food or something.]

What's wrong with flowers?

[The gardens house such lovely flowers that it's little wonder Leia has started picking them. Rooted in his spot on the path where she'd left him, IV shrugs.]

Nothing. Who are they for?

[Generally, souvenirs are given.]

Myself.

[Oops. She laughs a bit sheepishly, but decides not to go overboard. After just a couple more, she'll come walking back.]

I wanted some for my room, but now that you mention it, I think they suit you better.

[She tilts her head, and holds up the flowers to his hair as she approaches; notably near one of his ears, like she's going to tuck one behind it. The purple of his hair and flower's pink hue really play off each other, and it brings out his eyes, too.

She pulls them back and holds them out. Some are white, which go with anything. She'll just keep one of each for herself.]

Here!

Huh?

[He eyes the flowers with mild suspicion while Leia holds them next to his face. When she pulls back, IV raises both hands to his waist and stares down at the colorful bunch of offerings.]

You're not expecting me to take all of these, are you?

[Having grown up in the most industrial of areas, he can't claim that he's adept at caring for flowers, much less in possession of a green thumb.]

[Wow.

...WELL she can't say she's surprised, at least. In hindsight, this was a stupid idea. One that she hasn't given up on, for some reason, so her hand lowers, but isn't withdrawn...]

If you don't want them, I guess that's okay.

[Kind of a shame, though. She can't help but feel a little disappointed, but that's also stupid.]

[She seems to have a habit of taking the worst message out of his responses (is he being too vague, he wonders). IV peels his hands from his hips, perhaps indicating that he's interested in his own way, although he's yet to reach for the flowers still.]

I didn't say I don't want them. Which ones are you keeping?

[Oh.

...She's getting whiplash! Is he just humoring her now...? Even if he is, she undeniably perks up again.]

It doesn't really matter to me. We can split them.

...Though I didn't even really pick that many.

[You big baby.]

Fine.

[She's so easy to please. IV scrutinizes the flowers, which all look fair to him: The gardens are surely kept in high quality. That leaves one slightly humorous option.]

. . . You experimented earlier. Which flower suits me best?

[...She tilts her head and experiments again, now that he seems more receptive. Indecisive as usual, this one, before she gives her final answer.]

They both do. Why not take one of each, and I'll put the rest in a vase?

[Nodding, IV plucks a white flower and a pink flower by the stem from Leia's hands. He's going to have to invest in a vase, too, if he doesn't want to just lay the flowers down on the kitchen counter. That'd be mistreatment of a gift from a . . . friend, is it. But not right now.]

It looks like that's taken care of. Now, the gym.

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