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[Shiki is sitting on her porch with a vase, flowers, a knife, and some fruit. She pokes a sliced piece of apple with the blade and pops it into her mouth before wiping it on a piece of cloth and cutting a the stems of some flowers, arranging them in the vase

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[Hakkai wanders by and waves with a smile]

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[Raises an eyebrow at first]

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[Then waves, knife in hand]

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[Hakkai really doesn't find that creepy at all]

How are your projects going?

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Different flowers.

Same principles.

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I've never been very good with flowers, myself.

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Formal learning for it's a bunch of bullshit if you ask me.

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Formal learning for many things is unnecessary.

[Like putting people back together!]