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[bergamotrose]

Name: Lorenz Hellman Gloucester (un: LHG)
Date: 1/1, afternoon
Format: Text


To Whom It May Concern:

Although it has been a week since the holiday has passed, I would like to thank the anonymous benefactor who gifted me a lovely bouquet for Modranicht. The summer blossoms are still bright and strong despite the frigid weather. The spirit they show is nothing short of inspiring.

If you wish to step forward, I would like to share a cup of tea with you and thank you personally. If you prefer your anonymity, I wholly understand.

You've brightened the wintry gloom with your passion.

Thank you.

To Others Interested:

If you are in need of company or an ear that will listen, I will gladly share tea with you as well. Please send a note and we can make arrangements.


-LHG.

Comments

[battlebound]

Maybe they're shy.

[ He's not sure why, but... that name!! ]

We've also met. That must be it.

Thanks.

[bergamotrose]

Now that we know the identity of this mystery person, I'm certainly going to prepare a proper show of gratitude for her.

You can join me, if you wish.

[battlebound]

What do you have planned?

[bergamotrose]

Tea and snacks. Or, is that too strange for a person like yourself?

[How did a Food Soul feel about... food?]

[battlebound]

Why would it be? Food tastes good.

[bergamotrose]

That it does. I merely ask because a friend of mine calls herself a Gem, and has told me that she finds gifts of bouquets strange and jewelry uncomfortable to be around.

My idea was to plan a day with Marie as a show of thanks. If you wish to join in, I see no reason why another can't be involved.

[battlebound]

[ a... Gem.

You'd think, being literal personified food, Steak wouldn't find that as weird as he does, but he does blink at the message for a good minute before it properly sinks in.

Well. After everything he's already heard and seen in Aefenglom, he supposes he can just... go with this. ]

We don't need to eat, but most Souls enjoy it.

[ And some also enjoy drinking during the day like a scoundrel Red Wine. ]

I'd enjoy that, thanks.

[bergamotrose]

When the time comes, I will send word your way. It shall be a lovely affair that I hope she appreciates.