[After consuming one of the white candies, Haru is now struggling to approach the new object of his affections. A bunch of wild flowers he picked up in his hands, he frets and blushes slightly, his heart pounding in his chest as he finally gets the courage to make his move.]
I thought... I thought you'd like these. [He holds out the flowers, looking away nervously.]
[Haru's new love target squirms closer to the edge of the lake where he's currently floating peacefully, sniffing at the flowers... and eating them.]
[So Haru beams at him, his nervousness forgotten to make room to his delight at his present being well-received.]