[By the time Hershel finds Clive, he's sitting in the grass in the garden with his chair nearby along with a small pile of flowers that he seems to be picking from and... tying them together? Maybe he's trying to make a flower crown so he can be an actual princess. Despite the light-heartedness of the activity, though, he doesn't actually look happy at all.
At least until he notices Hershel approaching from the corner of his eye. Clive pauses his work and looks up at him, smiling weakly and offering him a small wave.]
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At least until he notices Hershel approaching from the corner of his eye. Clive pauses his work and looks up at him, smiling weakly and offering him a small wave.]