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[Before it even sinks in what he's saying, she takes the small pot in her hands, eyes wide.]

Ah. [They're... for her...? Blinking down at them, Ilsa tries to process what's going on.] You brought me flowers?

[...

But after a moment's pause, she laughs.]

This must really be a dream.

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