"Really? That's so neat. I never thought of creating a flower like this." Though, why would she when flowers have meaning and she has a tendency to grow all sorts of flowers.

She turns, locating a glass and filling it with water. She places the flower in it and gives it a little of her own magic so that it grows roots. "I'm going to grow a whole patch of these in my garden when I return to the Down."

The glass gets placed near her belongings so she doesn't forget it when they leave. It's only by that point that his choice of words registers. She makes her way back over toward the bed. "Does that mean you'd like future meetings?"