[ She isn't sure if she wants to participate in this yet, but seems more than content watching others construct theirs from a reasonable distance. Leaning against one of the temple walls, her arms crossed snugly over her chest, she observes the goings on with interest. There's something relaxing about watching others toil away at their work, and seeing the fruits of their labor either set aloft or placed in the festival's makeshift river.
There's something almost quaint about this, and Celes hadn't realized how much she needed something so simple and subdued right now. It's... nice. Relaxing, but at the same heavy in a much different way.
(Did people do this back home as well? Before...)
After watching for some time, the tall blond finally steps away from the wall, making her way toward one of the tables and anyone sitting there. Her expression relatively unchanged, she doesn't sit down just yet. ]
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There's something almost quaint about this, and Celes hadn't realized how much she needed something so simple and subdued right now. It's... nice. Relaxing, but at the same heavy in a much different way.
(Did people do this back home as well? Before...)
After watching for some time, the tall blond finally steps away from the wall, making her way toward one of the tables and anyone sitting there. Her expression relatively unchanged, she doesn't sit down just yet. ]
Can you show me how to make one of these?