She tilts her head back and mms confusedly.

Sapphire drank down her own aftercare potion and offered one to her. 

"Please drink this - you don't have to, but it will help you be clearer, alright?"

She took it limply in her hand, and stared blankly forward for a moment. 

She weighed it in her hand slowly, and let herself fall back onto her butt, sitting comfortably against the plush floor.

...

She patiently took a seat on a chair, waiting quietly.

She took her drink of it, and blinked repeatedly, then stretched herself out a little, humming softly.

She stroked her fingers across her chin thoughtfully. 

"...Firstly..." 

She smiles timidly. 

"Thank you for indulging me." 

"I could say the same to you." 

She inclines her head slightly deferentially.

She blushed softly, and fidgeted a little. 

"I'm glad you enjoyed - I'm... new at all of this, this place and this play so..."

She breathes out a little tensely. 

"I wanted this to be 'easy mode', or to fulfill some wild dream but..."

She waves down at herself, sitting awkwardly on the floor. 

"There's nothing wrong with you or your beauty, you realize."

Her hand reached down to gently skritch across her neck.

She smiled slightly, preening up into her touch. 

"...I just feel so... ordinary, sitting here like this, or something like that? I'm just timid little girl who's looking for approval or some feeling that means that I'm 'approved' as having enough rest or calm in my heart, even if I discount the way that I know that I could crash or feel shame for being the sort of person who is perfectly comfortable to feel those traces of your cum across my body."

"I can't say that I'm too used to all this myself - there's so many things to do that simply means that there doesn't have to be a thing to get used, and there's enough different ways to be me that there's no real requirement that I really repeat myself, between all of those possibilities even when it's simply a twist but..." 

She lets out a small sigh. 

"Just remember that this is a chance for you to enjoy freedom, in a way that can be even more important then the more obvious aspects of this garden." 

She tilts her head, as she reclines back a little as she considers getting up. 

"It's hard to really know what that's supposed to even mean, but..." 

She grabbed a glass of water, and took a large sip.

"It's nice to be able to do that, you know?" 

She nods slowly, and a gentle wind forms around her that blows back her hair to it's more settled place and cleans the sweat off of her form. 

"I find that it's not even that a lot of people here couldn't find away to afford this sort of luxury, but that... there's so many costs to this and so many layers to what you want that this is such a distant vision that it's simply not what happens, even beyond any considerations about the 'subsidy' of all the costs of this place.'

She lies down on the floor, after a moments thought. 

"Yeah. I... hope that I can figure something out, for it to be the sort of thing that can be real with the sort of careful consideration that I..." 

'Feel like I have to' / 'want to' / 'naturally' / 'fearfully'...? 

"...do, with the rest of my life, and not just in the way that bypasses it all..." 

"I hope you find something." 

She pauses. 

"You know what this moment is, don't you, from the perspective of the landlady?" 

"...I do." 

She curls up a little, contemplating.

She smirks a little, and shakes your head. 

"But of course you do - there's no way that I could have this moment with someone who didn't." 

She nods, just a little.

"I can't feasibly unmake the formation of this moment, and there's nothing wrong with something built like this, and there's nothing wrong with trying to be beautiful, or accepting the use of tools but..."

The air was filled with dew-coated petals of crystal clear ice, drifting on rose-scented wind, floating around in a frozen moment.

Dreamstuff as black as the nights that they formed in clung to the floating petals, glossily shimmering in the refracted light of the ice and the sourceless light of the halls, resonating with the crystals -

Strands of water reached out between the crystals forming a formation and...

She's gone.

She breathes out slowly, and smiles softly.

...She wonders if it really... means anything, what happened, or if she even wants to meet her again, after that but...

She supposed that she wouldn't find anything out by just lying there. 

She hauled herself up, and walked back to her room.