[Her fingers curl when she feels that light graze of his fingertips, and she lets out a little breath when he asks about it.]

You didn't go to the festival, did you?

[Ahh, oh dear. But of course he didn't. She hoped that he would already know what it was, and that she wouldn't have to explain the meaning behind it... Hopefully she doesn't blunder this like she's done so much else lately.]

We're supposed to give this feather to someone to show them that they.. um, mean something to...us... To express a bond—friend or lover! I mean to say—

[She feels like her face is going to melt right off.]

... Thank you for today.