The Pacific

Spotting Harukiyo within a rather quick amount of time- mainly thanks to the golden eyes- Augusta began to walk towards both her and Ms. Haridacho. At least... until she suddenly was overcome with a strange nervousness. Harukiyo was rather tall- about four inches taller than herself; though an inch shorter than Snowrose. Yet Augusta hadn't interacted with Harukiyo in-person before, like with Snowrose; or even Cetiri, far taller than her. What if she wasn't recognised, in some strange way? What if she ended up tripping on something, or dropping the box?

What was she doing, thinking about these implausible scenarios? Augusta hadn't the foggiest idea. She had to go now before the passed her, leaving her awkwardly stumbling into the two of them from behind whenever she got around to giving Harukiyo the gift. Agh- she hated herself for this. Strange moments where she froze- often from random nightmares- but now for no discernible reason. Frustrating... She was glad she'd chosen to wear green, she was rather difficult to spot with a lazy gaze; though Augusta had the feeling that Harukiyo or Ms. Haridacho were rather keen in their vision. She felt herself loosening up, now ready to move; the two of them were within maybe five metres now.

Snowrose's presence had disappeared, she now realised; perhaps having gone to a more hidden vantage point, or back to their housing unit.

At least... until she saw her approaching the purple-eyed Hoshikei accompanying Harukiyo.

*Scenario 1
Even more baffling, was how Ms. Haridacho was somehow drawn away from Harukiyo- who appeared rather unwilling to have her friend swooped away. Soon enough, Harukiyo was standing alone in the flows of people, the smallest of vacuums between her and everyone else; as they kept their distance.

*Scenario 2
Augusta sighted a rose in Snowrose's hand, perhaps a gift of her own? A brief interaction with Ms. Haridacho, and the rose switched hands, with Snowrose appearing to handle it with the utmost haste; before jovially walking away. Strange, to be sure, Snow hadn't mentioned any kind of gift on her part that she wanted to give to...
Ah. Maybe it was as a thanks for guiding Harukiyo here? Perhaps-

/Scenarios

An involuntary movement of her leg- Augusta tumbled to the ground, making such a commotion that it would've been impossible to not notice... She could feel her face reddening, as she kept facing the ground to avoid eye contact with those sharp golden eyes. It must've been standing in that one immobile position for too long... Luckily the box was safe- her thoughts on what would happen next were suddenly cut short as----- (assumed) -----she heard footsteps approaching. Those footsteps could only be made by boots... Augusta could only remain in her current position, rapid-fire thinking on how best to interact with Harukiyo; desperately trying to recall the scarce research she'd done on the Admiral.