Percy's palms became moist the moment he saw Luna walk down the stair. Suddenly he wasn't quite sure what to do with himself or where to go. When she addressed him, Percy went into something of a panic trying to think of an acceptable response. "Er, well, I'm uh..under the circumstances you know, I'm uh...well, doing rather fine, thank you Ms. Lovegood, how about yourself?"
Turning a deep shade of red, Percy cursed himself internally. Could he have sounded any more ridiculous? Before Luna could even respond to his stammering, he marched over to her and held out his bouquet in something of an awkwardly grand gesture. "THESE ARE FOR YOU!" he said a bit too loudly, and then ran to the sitting room before he could see her reaction.