She laughs at that assessment. "I don't know about that. Do you guys have dandelions here? They're little yellow flowers in the summer - hearty things, considered weeds lots of places. When autumn comes, they turn into little fluffy..." She gestures at the tattoo. "People blow on them. The theory goes that if you get all the seeds off in a breath, you get a wish. Not that I believe in wishes. Or didn't, I guess," she amends.
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