And Harry didn’t even have to worry about Llewellyn catching sight of his slight fumbling with the flowers. The detective sometimes got tunnel vision when he was on a mission of some sort, and right now that mission was making sure his friend had something to give to Ivy. “I do, yes…” he responded reaching past the flowers for the wrappings and a selection of ties to secure whatever flowers someone intended to purchase. “I’ve got a knack for languages? So floriography was always a bit fascinating to me…”

A bit weird, he knew, but the way he connected things and jumped around had made sense to him at the time. Then he actually started to have reasons to use it in a practical manner in the last world he’d been in, and now he was focusing on it a little more in this one(and the next random jump had been to gardening in general).

Finally he snagged a length of braided blue cloth from the selection and reached over to take the flowers from Harry as easily as he’d handed them to the wizard. “I made a few bouquets at the sphere for friends and Rhy... But! This will be my first apology bouquet. Hopefully, it will be well received…” He added with an awkward grin, starting to arrange the blooms.