[Shaking his hand back with a warm smile, the grip strong and his fingers calloused.]
Nice to meet you, too, Alphen! Eh, we just gotta make everyone think we know what we're doing. Like so--
[Kazutora glances over the batches of flowers and plucks out what are most certainly weeds, small green stalks with pinprick white buds that are peppered throughout a bed of otherwise bright red poppies. He feigns a look of shock.]
Oh, the flower of my people, the Nantokahana-! [His expression melts into one of nostalgia as he grips the stalks.] This plant is so special where I'm from; it symbolizes friendship and perseverance and is very rare, you should absolutely showcase it-!
[Kazutora grins and holds the weeds out to Alphen.] And thus you can get away with selling any of this stuff. 'Course, there isn't a Nantokahana in Tokyo, but I bet you wouldn't know that, right?
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Nice to meet you, too, Alphen! Eh, we just gotta make everyone think we know what we're doing. Like so--
[Kazutora glances over the batches of flowers and plucks out what are most certainly weeds, small green stalks with pinprick white buds that are peppered throughout a bed of otherwise bright red poppies. He feigns a look of shock.]
Oh, the flower of my people, the Nantokahana-! [His expression melts into one of nostalgia as he grips the stalks.] This plant is so special where I'm from; it symbolizes friendship and perseverance and is very rare, you should absolutely showcase it-!
[Kazutora grins and holds the weeds out to Alphen.] And thus you can get away with selling any of this stuff. 'Course, there isn't a Nantokahana in Tokyo, but I bet you wouldn't know that, right?