Angua got there too late, and knelt down by O-Ren, eyes widened. "O-Ren Ishii, what in the worlds were you doing?" she asked, partly scolding, partly scared.
Gavin circled O-Ren, sniffing her before letting out a soft, questioning bark.
"I wanted to take a clipping from the sakura tree," O-Ren said, poking at the scrape on her knee. She wrinkled her nose as it began to bleed. What a terrible way to get an injury. "I slipped. Wasn't paying attention."
"I'll take it as a sign I shouldn't be up there," O-Ren answered. "The picture, though...." She eased herself up, mostly because crawling over to it would mean dragging her knee through the dirt.
O-Ren picked it up, her fingers not ginger with it so much as tender. "I can't figure out if this is supposed to make me feel good or bad," she confessed, and then, with a slight tremor to her hand, held it out to Angua.
She didn't know why her chest felt so tight, why she felt almost guilty, looking from the picture to Angua, Angua to the picture. "And my mother," she said quietly.
"You've grown up a lot, but there's nothing she would be ashamed of," Angua said, scooting closer to O-Ren until she was sitting right next to her. She waited until O-Ren was looking at her. "You're a lovely girl, O-Ren, smart and capable. Your mother would be proud. I know I am"
Gavin circled O-Ren, sniffing her before letting out a soft, questioning bark.
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