"'Tis always good to expand one's base of knowledge," G'raha agreed. Perhaps he could learn the language of flowers himself, now that he finds himself with a surplus of free time and no impending doom to work to prevent.

He accepted the offered hand with a smile. "My name is G'raha Tia. 'Tia' is a title all its own, so you need not concern yourself with calling me 'mister.'"