[ Her hand deftly catches the crown before it falls off completely from her head, holding it next to her side. She puts her other fingers in her mouth, blowing a sharp and ear-piercing whistle to call the horses. A trick she's learned a long time ago, one she didn't think would come in handy.
Lumine's quick to ignore the questions about how the date went and the grumbles it made when it realizes that it wasn't a date at all, simply placing the flower crown over its wooden horn as she easily mounts it. There, condition completed. ]
Try to forget about me, [ she says, grabbing the reins of her unruly horse. ] That way, your memories of the other Lumine will remain immaculate.
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Lumine's quick to ignore the questions about how the date went and the grumbles it made when it realizes that it wasn't a date at all, simply placing the flower crown over its wooden horn as she easily mounts it. There, condition completed. ]
Try to forget about me, [ she says, grabbing the reins of her unruly horse. ] That way, your memories of the other Lumine will remain immaculate.