The things people in his world tended to entertain themselves with could be rather silly, especially the rich and privileged. He hummed a little at the explanation, “Oh…” He mumbled, feeling a little silly at the realization. “I suppose that would uh— make more sense. Still sounds nice, of course.”

Rubbing the back of his neck, he turned his attention back to the flowers. Rhy’s preference for red was hard to miss. “In that case… I think this is a lovely choice, and a nice place to start with bringing a little colour to our new home. We can mm… Build from there, once I see how well I handle an indoor plant.” He added, handing the plant to the person attending the stall and rummaging through a jacket pocket for his money.