It's certainly not a lie and if it is, it's a good one. There's no hint of a smile or anything else that would indicate some kind of happiness. It's just him, and that's fine, but she doesn't understand how he can't find meaning in this. She plucks one of the seashells from his hand and flips it upside down to see if that makes a difference. It's shinier? Does that make you happy, Batter??? She continues on, flipping the rest of the shells in the palm of his hand and when she's done, looks up at him.]
You can still have them.
[The flower hadn't done much, but the shells might. They won't die. They don't lose their smell. He can look at them at any point and they'll remain the same, relatively. One day they might do something for him. This is like a treasure upgrade, Batter.
Her attention goes back to the shallow waters and she kicks some of the sand with her foot.]
I'll find a special one for you. One with pretty colors.
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It's certainly not a lie and if it is, it's a good one. There's no hint of a smile or anything else that would indicate some kind of happiness. It's just him, and that's fine, but she doesn't understand how he can't find meaning in this. She plucks one of the seashells from his hand and flips it upside down to see if that makes a difference. It's shinier? Does that make you happy, Batter??? She continues on, flipping the rest of the shells in the palm of his hand and when she's done, looks up at him.]
You can still have them.
[The flower hadn't done much, but the shells might. They won't die. They don't lose their smell. He can look at them at any point and they'll remain the same, relatively. One day they might do something for him. This is like a treasure upgrade, Batter.
Her attention goes back to the shallow waters and she kicks some of the sand with her foot.]
I'll find a special one for you. One with pretty colors.