[ Ashelia turns to the the kerchief and takes it wordlessly, nodding in thanks. She dabs at the corners her eyes, chuckling lightly. She hadn't cried, let alone almost-cried, for a long time before coming to Vaikuntha, and here she was, for the second time in a month. ]
You've my thanks. [ She holds the kerchief out for the woman to take. ] Do allow me the pleasure of buying you a drink.
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You've my thanks. [ She holds the kerchief out for the woman to take. ] Do allow me the pleasure of buying you a drink.