It is, I like it. [Her eyes crease into a smile. Antenna giving a flicker, yes, she liked honey. She might have caught herself reaching for the jar on it's own a few times. Or drifting towards flowers that carried that sweet smell.
For a second, the girl's movement isn't noticed. The Mikasa's eyes opened to blink. Tilting her head. Turning to look, was she pointing at something. Slowly turning back.]
Did...You want to go over there? [Was there something there? She wasn't sure. The bustle of the festival making it hard to tell.]
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For a second, the girl's movement isn't noticed. The Mikasa's eyes opened to blink. Tilting her head. Turning to look, was she pointing at something. Slowly turning back.]
Did...You want to go over there? [Was there something there? She wasn't sure. The bustle of the festival making it hard to tell.]