[The chocobo stables are far worse in terms of smell—

But Benedikta motions to the garlands that she had been fixing—a string connected from one end of the cave to the other, draped along the walls, and from it, feathers dangle and sway in the wind.]

I was in the middle of attaching new feathers to their decorations when you showed up. The old ones get a bit worn out after some time, and we change them each season.