You and Bernadetta were sat in a quiet corner of the monastery together. Bernadetta was working away, sewing the sleeve on your torn shirt. "H-hey... please don't be mad, but I tried something new." She held up the shirt, showing you the sleeve she had fixed. A small detail caught your eye. She had embroidered a small flower pattern. "Ah! I'm sorry! I should've asked first!" She says in a panicked tone