[ The smile on her lips turns a little more amused at the comment about the church not being quite right. It certainly doesn't come as a surprise; Rinoa hasn't recognized any of her own twisted landmarks in this place, but she's heard time and time again from others that something's a little wrong with something that should be familiar to them. And, she supposes, a similar thing happened with the not-Moombas, in that seedy-looking cave market.
A bakery, though... Rinoa can't help but wonder if the food is any good. She hasn't eaten in... well, however long it's been that she's been here, now. Then again, she hasn't felt like she's needed to, and that makes no sense either.
Still, she's not about to unload all her thoughts and worries onto a girl she's only just met. Instead, she closes the gap between them, offering her hand along with her smile. ]
I'm Rinoa. I've been looking for flowers too. Not these ones, but... they're really pretty anyway!
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A bakery, though... Rinoa can't help but wonder if the food is any good. She hasn't eaten in... well, however long it's been that she's been here, now. Then again, she hasn't felt like she's needed to, and that makes no sense either.
Still, she's not about to unload all her thoughts and worries onto a girl she's only just met. Instead, she closes the gap between them, offering her hand along with her smile. ]
I'm Rinoa. I've been looking for flowers too. Not these ones, but... they're really pretty anyway!