The girl utterly hated when that bit mad faces and moves like that on her but it was something she had gotten used to over time though it had gotten no less irksome to her and her mother. [color=mediumvioletred]"I swear, that bot is a masochist." [/color] the girl grumbled with a heavy sigh as he walked away. She stepped toward her own home, tired but not too much so to make it inside and look through the cupboards for something to drink. Her mother, naturally, had come down after seeing her and set out a loaf of bread with some cheese and meat for a snack before she went to sleep that morning while the town began to wake. She didn't say much before taking her plate with her up the stairs toward the wing of the house that she occupied, her window near a nice tree to shade it though she normally closed to drapes to keep the sun from coming inside while she slept.  After a long night like that she needed a good sleep and the sun and noise that the drape blocked would wake her if it reached her. 

Illya pushed her door open with her foot and set her plate on the table by the wall while she moved around, hanging her cloak on the hanger not too far from the door before she fell onto her bed and kicked off her boots. That was when she saw the flower bud hanging from her ceiling right above her pillow. 

[color=mediumvioletred]"Are you fucking shitting me?!"[/color]

The young woman reached over and picked up a heavy book, throwing it directly at the flower though, the bud seemed to move right out of the way so she missed the stupid thing. She'd heard the legends from the bard at the tavern on the rare nights when she wasn't working and decided to drink the night away, sometimes even speaking with the men who came to their little town in the Vale on their travels. She found it amusing that she was often the first woman for these men to approach, considering that even if she was a rent girl she'd be one of the more expensive ones - they left with empty pockets anyway. 

Back to the flower the young woman stared at it, the leaves moving in the breeze from the open window as if they were mocking her though she rolled over and decided to ignore it as she lay out the treasure she had lottery the night before on her bed while eating the food shed brought upstairs with her.