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Nyle didn't hesitate.
"Yeah — of course," he smiled, hesitating for a fraction of a second before slipping his bag off his shoulder and setting it on one of the empty seats at the table.
He settled carefully in the seat across from her, long limbs folding in with that practiced awareness of how much space he took up, though something in his posture eased the moment he was there. Her words about xeranthemum pulled a small smile from him and he rubbed the back of his neck while nodding his head.
"I know."
Aurora wasn't synonymous with xeranthemum, but she was the whole flora category.
"Germination... has been on my mind a bit more lately," he added, almost cautiously, testing the ground as much as the topic. His fingers brushed absently against the edge of the table, tracing random patterns as a means to occupy his hands. "My aunt, one of them, runs a bakery, and I'm staying with her for this week and the next. Been helping out in the mornings." He huffed a laugh. "Unironically very similar to Herbology. Seeds, yeast—same principle, really. You're creating the right conditions, and then waiting. Temperature, timing, balance… if any of it's off, it just... doesn't take."
He might be lucky to produce one batch of rolls by the end of his time with her. Iris, of course, took to it all like a vine finding its trellis.
"But—um—sorry, I'm a bit out of practice with proper plant facts," he added, a little sheepish now, though his mouth tipped into a faint smile. "I wouldn't mind hearing you rattle them off. If you want to."
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass.....................................
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |