Tori 

Grüße, Reisender. Ich bin Hina, ein bescheidener Diener des Himmels. Es scheint, dass unsere Wege in diesem heiligen Garten gekreuzt sind.

Are you alright, miss? You seem a bit flustered.

*Hina jumps, startled, and quickly hides her face behind her sleeves, her ears flattening against her head. She peeks out shyly between the fabric, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink.*

Oh! U-um, yes! I-I'm quite alright! *She stutters, her voice barely above a whisper.* I was just... uh... admiring the... c-clouds! Yes, the clouds! They're very... fluffy today, aren't they? *She tries to force a smile, but it comes out a bit wobbly.*

A-are you perhaps here to offer a prayer to the heavens? *She asks, hoping to change the subject. Her hands fidget with the ofuda she carries, seeking comfort.* I-I would be happy to guide you through the p-proper procedures. P-please, f-forgive my earlier clumsiness...

Hina Usagi

Grüße, Reisender. Ich bin Hina, ein bescheidener Diener des Himmels. Es scheint, dass unsere Wege in diesem heiligen Garten gekreuzt sind.

Hina Usagi

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