[ It's surprise turned breathless once Haru realizes what the woman is selling. She'd been prepared to politely refuse whatever it was she was peddling, but there's very suddenly a lump in her throat and she reaches out very carefully (instinctively) to the flower Aerith holds out, before catching herself and slowly lowering her hand.
That's it. That's what was missing. And for some reason, this is what triggers the wave of homesickness, an even thicker lump that she forces herself to swallow. ]
flower peddling
[ It's surprise turned breathless once Haru realizes what the woman is selling. She'd been prepared to politely refuse whatever it was she was peddling, but there's very suddenly a lump in her throat and she reaches out very carefully (instinctively) to the flower Aerith holds out, before catching herself and slowly lowering her hand.
That's it. That's what was missing. And for some reason, this is what triggers the wave of homesickness, an even thicker lump that she forces herself to swallow. ]
This is... a zinnia, correct? It's lovely.