[Seemingly ignoring whatever rules of personal space he might have, Orga leans over to look over Julius' shoulder at the results of the scan.
Remembrance. He would've thought that the flower meanings might be something a little sunnier than that, but he supposes it's not too strange.] Hm. That's what this whole thing is supposed to be about. [He makes a vague gesture around them, at the wilting flowers decorating various installations around the city - lampposts and signage.]
Well, let's see what I got, then. [He extends a hand for the card.]
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Remembrance. He would've thought that the flower meanings might be something a little sunnier than that, but he supposes it's not too strange.] Hm. That's what this whole thing is supposed to be about. [He makes a vague gesture around them, at the wilting flowers decorating various installations around the city - lampposts and signage.]
Well, let's see what I got, then. [He extends a hand for the card.]