>"I'm afraid I didn't realize that flying OVER a location was intrusive. I will not make that mistake again."
>Follow nervously. Do not touch any flowers.
>She shakes her head, her expression unreadable since she is leading the way. "Why would you think that? Does this place you come from have no respect for airspace?"
>You follow along, doing your best not to even let a breeze from your passage touch the flowers. It is not easy, woman, presumably Yuka, is walking at normal speed, and flying that slowly is difficult.
> She said come along, so follow her.
> "The flowers truely are beautiful though, I don't think I have ever seen such beauty in nature."
>"Hahahaha, flattery won't get you anywhere, dear, but do go on."
> "Say, I don't suppose you also have a fuzzy dream memory of seemingly recent events?"
>"And how would you know about that?" she asks, her voice turning strangely calm, in a way that sets hair on edge.
>_