Speaking of the roses, Remy grinned and handed them over. He then put one arm around her shoulders, pulling her in close. "I t'ink I can find us a better one den I've been stayin' at, den. One wid runnin' water, at de very least. Mon Dieu, Roguie, I dunno how I did dis, dese past few weeks or ever, widout ya by my side." He said the last hurriedly, pulling her closer, as if afraid of losing her just in that span of time. She definitely gave him a reason to keep hanging on.
"Ya need any clot'es? I could leave ya wid de money, den go get ya some new t'ings t'wear. A nice Valentine's gift?"