“Their scent…it reminds me of Sees. It’s not quite the same, Sees’ smudge sticks and incense were of different plants, but… They smell a little like our tree always used to…” The Khajiit’s eyes darted down, feeling homesickness rise in his chest, but he pressed it down quietly.
“I wonder if they’d have similar plants to what Sees always had, and would be willing to trade for some… The College just smells like cold and stone and melting candle wax. …sometimes burnt hair. It would be nice to have my quarters smell a little more comforting.”
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