Khonshu knew immediately. They embodied Heather perfectly. "They match him very well." He said, confidently, but if one really noticed, there was shame behind his voice. "I know....Heather." He nodded again before staring at the flowers. "That is a very good choice for him." He gave a smile before looking at the plants that were his table mates.
"They survived....I guess I could do this after all...maybe." He mumbled before looking at his phone. "I don't know what kind of plant to get for my first house plant...my girlfriend...she really is into plants but I don't want to ask her because I want to surprise her sort of?" He wasn't making sense, but he had his idea. He didn't want Hecate to have to teach him about this, and that he wanted to do it on his own, for her.
"I want to show her that i'm trying to learn her interests?" He wasn't sure what he was trying to say - it was an attempted to make it sound better but it wasn't working. "What plant would be easy to kill - not kill. NOT. Kill." He rubbed his head before motioning to the seat. "I don't know how long you have but I'd really appreciate the help?"
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He’s searching the wealth of photos on his phone for the one that’s of his friend. It’s a little harder than expected to find a good photo of Heather. Not because he doesn’t look good when he’s stationary. It's just the part about him being stationary long enough for anyone to get a good photo that is a little difficult! He’s always laughing or moving in ninety-eight percent of the photos and when he does manage to sit still either he took the photo himself or it’s the work of someone extremely close to him who has his attention. Dakota stops his search though when the other says that they know Heather
His eyes lift and there’s a question that lives in them but for the moment he says nothing. Instead he gives a little nod and just pockets his phone again. As he does so, he listens to the rest of what is told to him. Discreet he pretends he didn’t hear the tension in the other’s voice about Heather, nor the mumbling that passed about plants surviving. Dakota is good with plants and he credits it to carefully learning about them over the years.
Though, if anything, he also credits his skills with them now to the amount of times he failed to care for plants he had in the past.
Patient he waits for the other to make his way through sharing that he wants to try and keep a plant to show that he can to someone he cares for. A girlfriend. The dots are coming together slowly to something that Dakota was briefly told by Heather in passing but he doesn’t say anything other than, “I get you. I have this thing where I want to show I can stand on my own if I need to a lot of the time. It’s both saved my ass and at times almost got me killed.”
The seat is offered and though he does have a bit of a schedule to keep today, he figures it can’t hurt to help a little. He settled down in the seat and then looks to the other man. “Uh..” he starts and then laughs before he dips just a bit again, “I’m Dakota.”
Then he starts in, “Some of the easiest plants to keep alive are succulents and cacti, but like…it’s basic as hell to have them. Don’t get me wrong, they’re nice and all but when it comes to, I guess, showing interest in her interests, it might go a little better to kick it up a notch. Think..mmm,” he pauses to drum up some plants he knows from memory. “You could get a Cast Iron plant… Or some other type of small indoor tree-like plant. Ooo! Like a Money Tree! They’re kinda cute and grow really well indoors and you only need to water it when the soil goes dry.”
He stops before he gets swept away, “Or were you thinking more like flowers? Because that’s a whole other ball game and does require a liiiiiiiiitle bit more care.”
