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He followed after Ellimere and looked around to make sure that no one saw them leave. Once they were far enough away he finally looked around at the buildings, everything seemed different now then it had when he had last been out in town. He noticed the festival as they entered the main part of the village and asks, "What's this?"
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"The moon festival" she replied, her scarf still pulled tight around her maw, making her response slightly muffled. Ellimere walked into the festival, she turned to Trevor, "what one do you want to check out first?" She said gesturing to the many stalls lined up along the outside wall of the palace
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He looked around at all of the decorations, unsure of what option to pick. He turned to Elli and gently pulled the scarf off of her face. "Why are you wearing this," he asks, "it isn't chilly out. At least to me it isn't."
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A fierce blush mounted Ellimere's face as she felt his skin brush against hers making her whole face go red, Ellimere reached out quickly to grab her scarf, to cover her red face, but the scarf was out of her reach
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He noticed her face redden and smiled slightly. "Oh so it's a distraction," he says, "a scarf to hide a blush. Kind of smart I would say." He kept his hand where it was on the scarf before letting Ellimere take it back.
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Ellimere silently took the scarf and looked away from him, she felt so embarrassed, he noticed!. Ellimere walked down the lines of stalls, never once looking at Trevor, to remind her of what had happened
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He chuckled some as she snatched the scarf back and continued to walk beside her. His eyes darted from stall to stall as vendors called to people like them passing by. There were so many different items being sold all in celebration of the moon.
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Ellimere thought more a moment, then turned to Trevor, "what would you like to check out?" She asked, touching the end of her scarf,
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He looked at her and shrugged, "I'm not sure. I don't get out enough to be able to know what happens at these festivals. Maybe you could show me some of your favorite things?"
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Ellimere nodded, "alright" she said, was felt a bit awkward, Ellimere moved towards a stall, it had flowers of all colours in pots, and vase's. Ellimere waved to the stall, "it's my favourite, it's not much though" she said her eyes landing on a bunch of flowers
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