[Strangely, the hollow sounds beneath their feet continues to echo, and there's a light swell of violins kicking in as Asch begins to walk and their worry begins to seep through to him. The petals seem to push them ahead, nudging them forward as if to encourage them to walk into the field. The lights shift, casting a glow on the two children ahead and singling out Asch. A path is lit before him to allow him to walk ahead, and soon he'll hear a voice that's not quite his own respond.]
"You do it then." [A small, clumsily-made chain of flowers is pushed into the girl's hands as the boy folds his arms over his chest, glaring at the flowers themselves. The grass beneath Asch, Flayn and Dimitri begins to gently brush over their shoes, swaying in the wind and the light focuses on the girl and on Asch. She scowls at the boy, hands quickly fixing the mess he's made to create a solid chain of flowers.]
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"You do it then." [A small, clumsily-made chain of flowers is pushed into the girl's hands as the boy folds his arms over his chest, glaring at the flowers themselves. The grass beneath Asch, Flayn and Dimitri begins to gently brush over their shoes, swaying in the wind and the light focuses on the girl and on Asch. She scowls at the boy, hands quickly fixing the mess he's made to create a solid chain of flowers.]
"See? Like this. They have to be strong."