[ Admittedly, he probably wouldn't have answered the call if he wasn't already at the beach anyway, but he figures he might as well. He hasn't checked up on the girl in some time, and who knows? Maybe she found something useful like a TV or a bed. Why those things would be washed up on a beach, he doesn't know, but he's delirious from the combination of excess outdoor living and not enough sleep.
So here he is, staring dismally at flowers and trying not to look terribly disappointed. They are nice flowers, the violet-purple ones even reminding him of the kind Gladio made him pick for Iris. The aroma is also inescapably soothing, unable to help inhaling it all in as he ventures a little closer. ]
Not what I was expecting... but it's not bad, I guess.
[ What else can he say about flowers without sounding completely embarrassing? His body crouches down to take a closer look, the tips of his fingers gently brushing across one of the soft petals. ]
Did you grow these out here?
[ Or is it part of her magic? Here he thought her abilities began and ended at punching. ]
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So here he is, staring dismally at flowers and trying not to look terribly disappointed. They are nice flowers, the violet-purple ones even reminding him of the kind Gladio made him pick for Iris. The aroma is also inescapably soothing, unable to help inhaling it all in as he ventures a little closer. ]
Not what I was expecting... but it's not bad, I guess.
[ What else can he say about flowers without sounding completely embarrassing? His body crouches down to take a closer look, the tips of his fingers gently brushing across one of the soft petals. ]
Did you grow these out here?
[ Or is it part of her magic? Here he thought her abilities began and ended at punching. ]