"She does." He watched her work with earnest interest, admiring the evident skill such labors required. Creativity - of this improvisational sort, at least - was not his strongest point, and he found her sure, steady movements a fascinating thing. "We recently moved in together," he said, smiling softly. "It's a change, getting used to sharing space with someone. Well, someone who isn't a sibling you can argue with without real consequence."
As he watched, the bouquet was coming together beautifully; he was surprised at how quickly she turned it from a jumble of component parts, pretty enough but quite disparate, into something quite stunning. "How are you liking the building so far? Have you met many tenants?"