[There's a faint smile that reaches into the wolf's dark eyes at Ren's words, and her head bows in quiet thanks. She'd like this think her cherry blossom trees here are indeed making the people back home happy, and pleasing the Hanagami, but it's nice to know someone appreciate them. It's minor, but Ren's gratitude and praise can be felt - a tiny spark of thanks - and again Amaterasu's image flickers, just a second, to reveal the red patterns and her colorful disc. Like before, however, it vanishes in a blink, never keeping steady for the child's eyes.
Ammy looks up again, to the light that shimmers down through the trees, remembering again just how sacred and blessed these tiny, fragile blooms could be. How they brought joy to the people of Sei-An City as well as far away in Kamiki Village. They're important, and signify a new beginning, the coming of spring, and the frailty of life...as well as the beauty of it. Her eyes glance back at Ren, and a smile curls the wolf's lips, her tail sweeping the ground slowly.]
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Ammy looks up again, to the light that shimmers down through the trees, remembering again just how sacred and blessed these tiny, fragile blooms could be. How they brought joy to the people of Sei-An City as well as far away in Kamiki Village. They're important, and signify a new beginning, the coming of spring, and the frailty of life...as well as the beauty of it. Her eyes glance back at Ren, and a smile curls the wolf's lips, her tail sweeping the ground slowly.]
You're still afraid. [It's not a question.]