Seamus smiled at the reaction the flowers got. He liked that bit. The fact that she was excited for the flowers made him all the more excited. He had, in fact, chosen them for their meaning...but also because they were pretty. There was nothing he could do for that. If she asked, he'd tell her.
The kiss made him smile widely. "You're welcome." He followed her as she walked into the kitchen. He settled at the table, watching her quietly. "You're lovely," he said as she took care of the flowers. "Are you sure there's nothing that I can help you with?"