Seeing that he's getting to her a little, Hythlodaeus can't help himself. He chuckles good-naturedly. "You wear a blush well, besides." Apparently, he feels comfortable enough with Persephone to start teasing her a little.

It could be worse. She could be Emet-Selch, who would never hear the end of it.

"In any case, the flowers are delightful. If only I could so casually spring forth flowers in my hair." As it is, he would need to focus quite hard, and even then... one stray thought, and he'd create something entirely different on his head.