“Blue represents calmness and serenity, although it can hold an equal importance in intimacy and trust. It depends on the intent.” Gael gave the flower a loving look which translated to Lorna as she caught his attention. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had given him a pat on the head. It was… unusual, but not unwelcome.
The mention of love, however, was both unusual and a bit startling, at the least. He had to admit, he didn’t know a whole lot about Lorna, since he only asked rather silly questions as a child, but he couldn’t help but think that seemed strangely out of character. His eyebrow raised, and with good reason, too, as Lorna smiled at her own joke only a few seconds later.
“One of my customers did mention she would do some runs around town to spread the word. I didn’t expect the word to reach you, though. There are all sorts of travelers in town, though.” Gael was more than pleased at the mention of them sitting down to chat, and he immediately moved towards the door. It was only as he opened it to turn the sign to ‘closed’ that he realized it had been quite a long time since he had even looked outside. It was almost spring, wasn’t it? Or perhaps it was spring… it had been a while since he past peeked at a calendar. Perhaps he had missed most of winter… not that he had a problem with that. Although it didn’t get terribly cold in this location– probably the only blessing he received from ending up here.
Jarring himself out of the moment he had so easily lost himself in, Gael turned the sign and quickly shut the door, motioning for Lorna to take a seat in the small nook where the window overlooked the forest. Without missing a beat– or rather while adding a few of his own– Gael rushed towards the back, “This is the perfect occasion! I’ve been meaning to open this for a while now.”
The dark elf shuffled around in the back for a long moment before returning with a bottle of wine, a set of glasses, and a basket of apples. “I haven’t been able to keep up with the grape vines, so I started bottling wine in my free time– although I haven’t done much recently. It’s too late to tell me you don’t like wine!”
Lorna admired the flower, tucking the stem behind her ear. “I actually visit the town fairly often, a friend of mine lives there, you see. I rescued him from a bad predicament and we’ve kept in touch since.” She watched as the younger elf enthusiastically went about gathering things from the back.
Slowly taking a seat she didn't notice the soft smile that had made its home on her features as she relaxed a bit. The view from the window was beautiful and the scent of flowers that filled the shop reminded her of a time long past. It certainly had been some time since she set foot on the shores of the Elven Nation.
Blinking in surprise as Gael’s voice brought her out of her thoughts, Lorna cracked a teasing smile. “Wine huh? Are you sure you’re old enough to be drinking that?” She hadn’t had a good drink in a while, some wine and apples with an old friend was definitely what she needed.
