[Maya makes note of that first bit; it's one thing to hear the rules and another to hear people's personal experience. her brow creases in concern first, but Finn's reconsideration makes her smile return.
flowers at North Park, huh? she's not much one for flowery things herself, but she can appreciate the peace they bring to others.
she holds that answer in her head but carries on with him without offering much more perspective on it as the shop Finn leads her to fascinates Maya the moment she lays eyes on it.
she wanders in with all the wonder of a child seeing a candy shop for the first time. it was even more expansive than Master Belduke's apothecary in Labyrinthia. was this what it would have been like there, if magic hadn't been a crime?]
Yooooooooo!
This place is so cool!
You totally undersold the aesthetic!
[Maya hurries further in to look at their tea selections as if she's a regular, free of hesitation.]
Outside sounds great! Let's do that!
[there are a lot of blends, though... Maya spends a few moments scanning before ultimately deciding she knows the taste of each of them about as much as the other; exactly zero. it's a wild card regardless, so she closes her eyes, points to one, and picks.]
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flowers at North Park, huh? she's not much one for flowery things herself, but she can appreciate the peace they bring to others.
she holds that answer in her head but carries on with him without offering much more perspective on it as the shop Finn leads her to fascinates Maya the moment she lays eyes on it.
she wanders in with all the wonder of a child seeing a candy shop for the first time. it was even more expansive than Master Belduke's apothecary in Labyrinthia. was this what it would have been like there, if magic hadn't been a crime?]
Yooooooooo!
This place is so cool!
You totally undersold the aesthetic!
[Maya hurries further in to look at their tea selections as if she's a regular, free of hesitation.]
Outside sounds great! Let's do that!
[there are a lot of blends, though... Maya spends a few moments scanning before ultimately deciding she knows the taste of each of them about as much as the other; exactly zero. it's a wild card regardless, so she closes her eyes, points to one, and picks.]