No answer—though you feel sure that everyone only stepped out for a little while.
There are wild roses in here too, twining about the cabinets and even knocking over cookware in places, as if they grew so quickly they knocked these things over themselves...?
It's simple, relaxing work, especially with the recipe right there for you to follow.
You're checking the rice when you feel something delicate brush against your wrist, and with it split second of something like longing—
...Oh. It's another wild rose, just barely opening on its thorny branch. It's not doing anything beyond, well, being there (and seemingly full of some sort of emotion?), but it certainly did grow ridiculously fast while you were cooking.
As you consider the flowers, you realize you can recognize them more fully: Wild Rose, Key of Something Different.
Caring about "difference" at all, though... that's the sort of thing you can only feel if your difference matters; if it is part of the story of you finding your place in the world.
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You'd think it was just a normal day.
[ she taps her fingers on the counter, and thinks. ]
Hello?
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There are wild roses in here too, twining about the cabinets and even knocking over cookware in places, as if they grew so quickly they knocked these things over themselves...?
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she's just going to check how the rice is doing, and finish mixing up the rest of the ingredients for the curry, while she's in here. ]
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You're checking the rice when you feel something delicate brush against your wrist, and with it split second of something like longing—
...Oh. It's another wild rose, just barely opening on its thorny branch. It's not doing anything beyond, well, being there (and seemingly full of some sort of emotion?), but it certainly did grow ridiculously fast while you were cooking.
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...do you want some?
I mean, you're welcome to try, I can't eat it.
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—Which is to say: it just bobs in the air a bit.
As you study it, though, you start to feel something:
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It'd be a little... difficult, to be someone who's never been a person at all, wouldn't it.
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Caring about "difference" at all, though... that's the sort of thing you can only feel if your difference matters; if it is part of the story of you finding your place in the world.