flora
"Oh, I see how it is." Flora huffs theatrically as she is spared neither the weather nor the debris from Sunjata's efforts above. Of course, it doesn't matter to her at all given her methods of helping are going to remain the same.
Thus it's more rinse and repeat on Flora's end, so much so that she has time to wonder why someone doesn't just make ready-to-build guild kits or housing kits or government-building-kits given how often she feels like precisely this sort of work is done.
"Maybe you should take that jacket off, so it doesn't catch on those boards?" The girl suggestions to one working who looks at least roughly her size. Obediently he does as he's told, and no sooner is it off his shoulders, than Flora has whipped it around hers to keep herself warm. Errr, to keep it safe.
Flora continues to delegate on the exterior!
Thus it's more rinse and repeat on Flora's end, so much so that she has time to wonder why someone doesn't just make ready-to-build guild kits or housing kits or government-building-kits given how often she feels like precisely this sort of work is done.
"Maybe you should take that jacket off, so it doesn't catch on those boards?" The girl suggestions to one working who looks at least roughly her size. Obediently he does as he's told, and no sooner is it off his shoulders, than Flora has whipped it around hers to keep herself warm. Errr, to keep it safe.
Flora continues to delegate on the exterior!
let me taste your silhouette
