[Flayn's seated by the bonfire a little after sunset. It's warm by the fire, but she appears deep in thought about... well, something. Probably all of this, given what day it is. In fact, that's confirmed when she raises her face from the flames and speaks with a worried expression:]
...please be careful tonight.
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happy thursday;
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