At first, Thérèse had been a little worried she'd done something wrong, but then Christopher returned the embrace and she relaxed a little, glad for the comfort it brought. When he released her, she pulled back, a small smile of her own on her face. "I'll thank you when I should like to thank you," She replied with a chuckle, looking up to the florist as he returned.
"Do you have something with wildflowers? Any kind. Not too extravagant..."