@kaiburie when: first week of training
When he feels homesick, spending some time by himself at the tower’s garden helps lifts his spirits. He’s always liked plants and flowers. Eight didn’t offer a scenery filled with vegetation, just fabrics and smoke that made everything look gray, colorless. Thank good the Capitol’s expensive taste also applies to flowers.
He takes the liberty of picking a few and makes two bouquets he plans to leave on Chrysanthe and Beck’s pillows. But as he makes his way towards their floor, he spots Kai lingering by the elevator. They’ve only seen them mostly at parties and have always enjoyed seeing their tricks, finding their presence almost magnetic. Magic is just a wonderful thing.
“A flower for another flower,“ he whispers as he approaches them, holding out a red daisy.