Dragoncrest Cliffs Caught in the undertow.

"oh," was all mireille managed to mumble. her ears folded as the petals tore from their stems, puffing into the air and skidding across the ground where they had been cleared.
for a long moment she said nothing. it was clear something was going on with indra, but the seagirl didn't have the clearance for therapist to a former cult member.
she cleared her throat and began to shuffle the bits of color into individual piles. "well, what do you be likin'?" mireille asked, at last glancing back toward indra.