Piotr wasn't the only one who couldn't wait for the flowers to bloom in the yard. Giles didn't have sentry duty at the moment, so he was spending some of his time outside as well. Even during the days that Glory was around, he was taking the time to appreciate the world around him. Just in case, he wanted memories of how it was. He wished that he had done it more before the walking dead had taken over the planet, though. He thought he had done it before, but there were already things that he couldn't quite remember like he once did, so he supposed that he didn't.
It didn't take much for him to realize that he wasn't alone. He had been sitting on a rock outside, but looked up quickly when he heard someone coming around him. Still, in the prison, it was a little easier to let him guard down (even though he knew what had happened to poor Jessica).
He gave Piotr a little smile. "Hello," he said with a slight nod of his head.