[She leads him down the beach, away from the small crowd and the seahorses, all of whom have gone off to find new riders and people to bother. Not too far, of course, but far enough that they won't really be seen by the people or overheard by anyone.]
There was... one last thing I wanted to give you.
[She's bouncing on the balls of her feet now, a nervous energy now buzzing around her before she digs into the front pocket of her bag and pulls out her feather—the one that had been given to everyone upon entering the festival.
And she holds it out to him, not quite able to meet his gaze besides the little flit of her eyes to check his reaction before she averts it again.]
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There was... one last thing I wanted to give you.
[She's bouncing on the balls of her feet now, a nervous energy now buzzing around her before she digs into the front pocket of her bag and pulls out her feather—the one that had been given to everyone upon entering the festival.
And she holds it out to him, not quite able to meet his gaze besides the little flit of her eyes to check his reaction before she averts it again.]