[For a moment he's struck. Ai was determined to know him, regardless of their parents. It made his heart swell in his chest. It was enough that she was even here at all but if they could be as they always were he would be happy.]
Of course... I should have known that onee-sama wouldn't sit idly.
[He couldn't help but smile, color flushing his skin.]
Oh? Somehow the thought of mother having a green thumb seems a bit frightening.
[He's joking, of course. She already was a terrible cook but he couldn't picture her growing plants, even if it was a sweet thought. He wanted to imagine her surrounded by flowers, smelling sweet like the soil and the plants. He was nervous seeing her again, not knowing how she would react to a person like him whom she did not know.
As it was, it occurs to him that this should be about the time when Ai had feelings for his father, if memory served correctly.
Ah. Clearly he had some steep competition from his own father. How unfortunate.]
Is there anywhere else onee-sama likes to go? I want to see all the places you like.