That's all the invitation the rogue needs. Smile brightening, Amelia steps over to Red and offers her a long, warm hug. It's always so strange to hug someone new, but close friends like this will always find a way to make her feel more comfortable with it.
The question earns a thoughtful 'hm' before she answers. "Not from my world, no. We celebrated the changing of seasons, but never the changing of the year. Anything important that needed to be handed from one authority to another always took place on the solstices - for summer or winter - and so the yearly change was more formality than anything." She shrugs, but smiles as she looks between her friends. "In the Nexus I celebrate with anyone who wants me around. I... don't always have someone, and that's all right. I'd much rather share a meal with someone in the days surrounding a holiday that means so much to them than force my way into a celebration they're having."
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The question earns a thoughtful 'hm' before she answers. "Not from my world, no. We celebrated the changing of seasons, but never the changing of the year. Anything important that needed to be handed from one authority to another always took place on the solstices - for summer or winter - and so the yearly change was more formality than anything." She shrugs, but smiles as she looks between her friends. "In the Nexus I celebrate with anyone who wants me around. I... don't always have someone, and that's all right. I'd much rather share a meal with someone in the days surrounding a holiday that means so much to them than force my way into a celebration they're having."