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She pressed something into his palm.

He opened his hand and stared.

"It's a seed," she said.

He frowned. "Flowers don't in snow."

Leaf rolled her eyes once at him. "It's a Bulbasaur seed."

He stared back down at his hand. Her mittens pressed his fingers until they closed over it. The seed was warm in his hand.

"You might be surprised how resilient flowers are."

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