[ The chimes of the flowershop signal his entrance, all heavy footfalls and the sweep of his cloak behind him. In his hand is a single flower pot... with a wilting flower-- a flower that she might recognize, for it comes from one of the various seeds they had purchased months ago.
It seems that he has been trying to attend to the plants she had tasked him with, but unfortunately, this little one has seen better days... ]
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It seems that he has been trying to attend to the plants she had tasked him with, but unfortunately, this little one has seen better days... ]
Hail, Healer.
[ He offers grimly, in greeting. ]