"Oh?" Flora shot Sequoia a look that very clearly asked her why she hadn't decided to share that piece of information. Sequoia grinned and shrugged, apologetic embarrassment soaking her every movement. It was adorable that Sequoia thought that would stop her from pressing. They had spent too many years together for Flora to assume Sequoia could survive on her own. That girl could do three perfect cartwheels on a tightrope and then faceplant on the walk back to the costume tent. Hopefully, she hadn't broken any bones. She pinned Sequoia with a half amused glare and waited for her to crack.
Usually Sequoia could hold out for a minute or so, but today was apparently a weak one because she spilled the beans after a few seconds of silent war. "I tried to jump to grab some... sugar I think? Probably sugar. And I faceplanted into the shelf and got this house nosebleed and I had to stop it up with tissues- don't give me that look, I tried to keep my hands off and not mess with it- and when it stopped bleeding I went to our room to nap and I didn't wanna wake you up so I didn't tell you."
Flora considered everything quietly before asking the only important question that sprang to mind. "Did you make sure you didn't break any bones? " Now that she knew why she hadn't heard about the incident, she had dropped most of the negativity from her expression.
Sequoia scoffed. "I'm not thirteen, Flora. Of course I did. And no, nothing's broken. I'll tell you right away next time, okay?" Flora nodded, glad everything was okay. Normally she wouldn't have trusted Sequoia to check herself for broken bones, but she'd hurt her nose so many times that she was practically an expert. For someone so attentive to the world around her, Sequoia sure did faceplant into walls a lot.