His words threw her off. Up until this point she had assumed his family unit’s life was good before the spread of the virus. Now, his words mixed with the frown, made her think otherwise. “Oh.” She let slip out, tempted to get some concrete answers, but unsure if she wanted to see that small little frown of his grow if she did. She left those thoughts alone for now. The return of his smiling made her grin as well. “Average non-florist seems just about right.” She agreed with a laugh. “Nothing wrong with being ‘over-fascinated’, if that’s even a thing. Which I don’t think it is. You just love flowers a whole lot. Probably made you great at your job. Speaking of jobs, though, what is it that you do now? Are you a farmer?” She guessed, assuming since he loved flowers and used to work with them, farming would be his best suited occupation.
“Ah - don’t think anything of that,” he said, noticing her reaction to his mention of Mina’s departure. “Nothing major happened, we just...didn’t see eye to eye anymore.” He shrugged. Explaining the absence of his child’s mother was almost a habitual event, having been so since day one with Demi. He let the conversation take a turn for the better, nodding along as he listened to Sage speak. Her logic made perfectly enough sense for him, as it was one similar to his own. He just never applied his own to himself very often. The question caught him off guard. He hadn’t realized that, through their whole conversation, he hadn’t thought of asking anything like it. “I - no, actually. I gardened before, but never anything like growing anything edible. I just never had a talent for that,” he answered, pursing his lips as he thought iit over. “I’m a guard, mostly doing daily patrols on the inside. I don’t...like the job, exactly. But it’s what I ended up with when I got here.” He paused and furrowed his brow. “What about you? I...think I’ve seen you around medics before, but I can’t be sure. I know I would have remembered seeing you before.”
