His attention remained on tying the stems together gently, nimbly, a moment, head tilted at her words."Yes. I thought perhaps it would make such an effort easier on them"He mummered, frowning at the idea of harming anything, even simple things such as flowers, even for the sake of friendship.
"No, but I knew of them once."The memory was hazy, broken as he paused, attempting to try and remember what such a species was like. What other's were like. It seemed like eons ago, though it could have easily have been minutes, or hours. "I thought they were extinct,this species."Or maybe he was remembering it wrong. It wouldn't be the first time.