[ dextera is still trying to imagine ochako’s favorite flower field when there’s suddenly a human-sized flower crown being offered to him. his eyes widen slightly, and he takes it as delicately as if he were handling glass or an eggshell. ]
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[ he needs his hands to respond, so he doesn’t stop to ask whether or not it’s really for him. instead, he carefully, gingerly places it on top of his head, making sure it’s balanced… and then when his hands come away, he’s still for a few moments longer. ]
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[ he needs his hands to respond, so he doesn’t stop to ask whether or not it’s really for him. instead, he carefully, gingerly places it on top of his head, making sure it’s balanced… and then when his hands come away, he’s still for a few moments longer. ]
Is it OK?