@blastiahearted continued from here:
“W-Well I mean! It’s difficult t’get flowers and--”
Oh dear, and Harry’s face flusters up at the question. Yes. He did. He doesn’t usually like admitting about his botany skills, with plants or any other variety of things. “Besides, I grow some of my own food so it was just easy to stick a few flowers in as well and I thought maybe to give a few out to some members ...” He isn’t good at lying, it’s so obvious. Between the embarrassed red face that went to his ears, to the aversion of his eyes.
Most definitely a boy. But, his flustered splutters stopped as he bit his tongue, stopping his excuses. “I just ... figured ... you might like ‘em.”
It was obvious his attempts to explain his emotions and take a step closer to Raven had failed. Not as if he should have expected any different. Instead, his gaze slowly lifted, blue eyes still refusing to meet Raven’s. “It’s stupid, I know. Just figured why not.” Why not try?
Not like things could get worse for him.