“Mugged...?!” Robert almost yelped, looking around at the people around them suspiciously. He hadn’t considered the idea. He hardly looked wealthy, dressed in a simple linen suit. Or.. did he? He had thought Rapture was meant to be somewhat better than all that. He lowered his voice, “Does that ..sort of thing happen here?” There was no use pretending he wasn’t taken aback. He tried to raise his head, noticing now that he was closer to Ronny’s height than he had thought. He chewed on his lip, still looking around them. The few people who were here didn’t seem to be suspicious. But then, the best criminals wouldn’t appear suspicious, would they? Perhaps he shouldn’t have come out after all.
Still, better someone steal his pocketbook than ransack the lab, he thought, eyes casting back to the ground out of habit. “You must think I’m-- terribly jumpy.” He mumbled, wanting to apologise without having to address the issue head on. “I’m-- sorry, I’ve-- had an exciting day.” Long fingers tapped his lips as he thought about what to say next. Too excited to speak clearly, it would seem. He shook his head, clearing his throat.
“Roses.” He repeated, and then the latin. “Rosa.” He may not be familiar with as many plants as he would like, but he certainly numbered roses among them. There was a comfort to sitting at his desk, lit by the glow of the city, repeating the genus, the order, the roots of the word to himself. Classification simplified things. He stepped through the door, immediately halted by the scent.
Of course he knew what flowers smelled like, and earth. He had been born on the surface, he had been outdoors before. But there was something different here, after so long in the stark sterility of Rapture’s halls. Being able to smell peat again.. it was remarkable. He turned back to Ronny, smiling genuinely. This was a good idea.
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