Grune also watches the flowers as they pass, but almost hazily. Her lips part a few times, and she almost stops once or twice, but, in the end, she continues on.
When they reach Tauriel's garden, she doesn't stop until she's standing in front of a still short bush with a number of sprays of small white flowers. She thinks for a moment, then pinches off most of a cluster with her fingernails.
With the flowers cupped in her hand, she turns to Sans and says, "Now it's time to make a cup of tea."
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Date: 2016-03-27 04:24 am (UTC)When they reach Tauriel's garden, she doesn't stop until she's standing in front of a still short bush with a number of sprays of small white flowers. She thinks for a moment, then pinches off most of a cluster with her fingernails.
With the flowers cupped in her hand, she turns to Sans and says, "Now it's time to make a cup of tea."