[ Slightly abashed, Naminé shakes her head after only a brief hesitation. ]

N... not for me, [ she says, despite the fact that it probably was harder for her even though she wasn't the one actually performing the task in question. (It's tough sometimes, caring so much about the wellbeing of others.) Her arms sink slightly as she quietly composes herself, then observes, ]

If you string them all up at that height, it should look much better once you're through...!

[ And less like the sad, holiday-cheer-lacking mess the building appears to be right now. ]