Josie studied Daisy with quiet curiosity, the way she just sprawled out there on the floor, as if there was no other place she should be at the moment. In a series of quick, sharp movements, Josie found herself seated almost inappropriately close to the girl, smiling mischeviously. "Sometimes? When are you not so much clumsy?" Despite English not being her native language, she was fluent enough to know her sentence didn't sound quite right. She wrinkled her nose in disappointment before refocusing her attention back on the blonde.
At the question, Josie didn't immediately have a reply. She was trying to think of something clever when something grabbed her attention. She leaned closer to Daisy, close enough that she could feel her breath on her skin. Whispering, her lips curled into a grin. "I caught a scent. Flowers."