Aragorn stepped into the apartment. It was similar to his own, only cleaner and maybe a little bit larger. He smiled at the greeting as he recalled their first meeting in the town of Bree. It seemed such a long time ago that he'd been wandering the world as a ranger, but such was the way of the world that they lived in -- or no longer lived in, as it were.
"That's alright. I thought I'd bring you something to start your garden..." He held out the plant, which was really a simple geranium. "It's not edible, I'm afraid. But this city could use a bit of greenery, and who's better than the greatest gardener of Middle Earth?"