Carefully the vase is accepted, glancing down over the different colored petals with a slight furrow of his brow. A gift with 'no strings attached' didn't exist in his mind, but if she had wanted more people to see them he was certainly not the best choice since he was staying in the Down... He knew little about caring for flowers, but perhaps since they were cut he could at least watch them die nicely.

They'd be the one nice thing in that awful provided 'housing' that he'd been giving.

"You don't even know me. Why ask a stranger?" How could someone act so kind and look like they actually meant it? To be honest, it just made him more wary of her. Like she could be hiding anything behind that kind face... but in a way it did make him curious.