It's okay, I only picked a few.
-Between her stringy dry hair, her worn jacket, her tattered gloves and old boots, it really does look as though Cloud has brought a hobo home-
-When was the last time she showered?-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She thinks for a moment-
-She scratches it-
Well, it itches now.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She collects the petals, pocketing them for later-
-Taking his hand-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She follows him up, taking off her jacket and handing it to him-
Don't let anyone else have it. It's mine.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She showers-
-Not enjoying the experience one bit-
-She emerges with a towel, looking miserable but clean-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She heads to her room, picking out a clean shirt and pants-
-Still sticking with her god-awful boots, though-
-She comes back for the jacket-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?A bit.
-She follows him down, still a grump-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-Cracks open an eye-Try not to pick too many of the flowers. They don't really grow anywhere else yet.