[center][h1][color=662d91][b]Menzai Isanami [/b][/color][/h1]

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Not long after following the old man into the main room of the lighthouse did his nose begin tingling uncomfortably from all the pollen lingering in the air. Taking a quick look around the vast room, where he could see nothing but rows after rows of flowers; a large variety of types and colors assaulted both his eyes and nose with their overpowering vibrant colors and smells. Were he to venture deep within this building, he doubted that his nose would be able to withstand the thickly gathered pollen floating around the flowers. To his relief, the old man had taken them to the back where the trucks and carts awaited to be filled up. Upon arriving, they would meet with some woman and from the way she barked orders and snapped at the old man, Kato that it was likely she was the actual boss of this shop.

Thankful once again for Alina handling the talking and dealings concerning the job, even more so with the pollen indeed doing a number on his sensitive sinuses as mentioned. Each inhale left his nostrils burning and somewhat stuffy while his eyes were slightly tearing up as such effect could only grow worse the longer they remained. Choosing to keep his head tilted to prevent his face from being visible to hide the puffy redness of his eyes and faint sniffling though made sure to listen to the woman's explanation and details regarding their job.

A worried frown creased the corner of his eyebrows upon hearing how all the trucks were currently out which unfortunately left them having to handle the important package via a cart. He turned his head to peer over and study the cart the two of them would be pushing; taking in the details and state of the cart to make sure it wasn't faulty or little chance of it breaking down on them.

Ears flicking at the directions of keeping the tarp on and to not go sniffing flowers to which he made sure to give a light bow of the head to show each of them that he understood before rubbing a finger against his sniffling nose. Saying that he might have terrible allergies was sadly putting it lightly so he had no intention of going around sniffing or handling the flowers unless absolutely necessary and he doubted the shop would send any dangerous or harmful flowers.

And so, while Alina was trying to figure out every detail of how the two would handle the job, Menzai was pondering over some thoughts of his own. With one thought on whether to stop at a hotel for the night or to push on until night time as he took into consideration that the two of them had already walked over seven hours so he figured his companion must be quite tired already. Yet, then there was the issue of him having none of what the humans consider currency and didn't wish to make Alina pay for him and end up owing her. For the time being he might have to be the one to push the cart and let Ms. Bloomfield rest.

Then there was the second thought; one that was more concerning as he had his share of handling carts from times it had been his turn to handle such tasks. And from it, the canine had learned how dangerous and tricky it can be traveling with a weighted cart without knowing the area or paths. Lifting his gaze to see the redhead moving over to assist the workers packing the flowers and took this chance to walk up to the woman." [color=662d91]Excuse me, m-[/color]" Cutting himself short due to his voice coming out nasally from his stuffed nose followed by him sneezing into his billowy sleeve." [color=662d91]Forgive me, miss *sniff* the pollen is agitating my allergies as my companion said.[/color]" Stating his apology while rubbing and scratching at his nose, his eyes red and puffy blinking away the bit of tears forming." [color=662d91]Ahem! Yes, as I was about to ask. Considering as you and your workers know the area and paths. I like to inquire your input on which paths to take that are most optimal and safe.[/color]" His words slightly muffled from the sleeved hand hovering by his mouth for in case he sneezed again and to avoid risk of spitting on the woman as he found his mouth salivating somewhat more heavily than usual forcing him to repeatedly wipe off his mouth and nose. 

After receiving whatever info the woman or the workers she directed him to, he moved to meet with Ms. Bloomfield. Gliding over to her and the cart now packed and ready to go. 

Before he could suggest what he planned only for Alina to lean in and whisper for him to pull the cart for the time being. It seemed the redhead's worry over usage of her magic lead her to the same plan he himself intended to suggest." [color=662d91]It seems we are of like minded then. For the time being I will deal with the cart while I request for you to rest as much as you able.[/color]" Nodding in agreement before bowing his head to the two workers, offering his thanks then quickly moved into position and grabbed hold of the left side of the handle to the cart. The faster they could leave, the quicker the relief for his stuffy nose. With a low grunt followed by another sneeze, the wolfkin began pushing to get the cart moving, making sure to keep in mind the direction of the wind as his nose really couldn't take much more of this; finding today to be a terrible one for his nose with that horrendous drink and now flowers.

Already proving how inconvenient his enhanced sense of smell was proving to be when something so mundane as a bad smell or pollen were capable of hindering him so much. A part of him preferring they encountered some bandit or thief over these wicked flowers.