The warmer spell and the melting snow made it a little easier to walk the park in her Almere outfit, though, and she did love being Almere. Her lacy lady's booties still squelched when she hit the muddier patches, but she didn't mind that. She liked mud. She loved the smell of it. It smelled like what it was, a soft and beautiful thing, ready to be a home for lovely growing things.
Of course, the lovely growing things were still sleeping, so she had to imagine that they were starting to peek their leaves out from the soft ground, the way they would when it was true spring.
She was distracted from that, though, when she saw someone. Not just anyone. A Lysithea knight! The one with the minstrel hat! She remembered him from the Moon, when their powers had been all off.
Now she skipped over to him, looking much happier than back then, her oversized spoon slung over one shoulder. "Good evening!" she said, curtsying.
Kyuseisha no Hikari
