audience: cinnabar

[cyclists]

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[globs]

No. Are you an idiot? He'll seriously die at this rate.

[ when they look at minato they feel like they understand why humans don't live long lives ]

Anyway, I don't know anything about food. And I told you to avoid that answer.

[cyclists]

If you wish to find what he likes and that you find agreeable to give him, then it may not be something as simple as that.

[considering the fact that minato's tastes are so very rarely agreeable]

Then perhaps - if you were to be given a gift, what would you like to receive?

[globs]

[ Wouldn't they still have to cook it? They're under the impression that human food is created by some sort of crafting process with fire and metal tools and things like that, and they're completely certain they'd fail at it. ]

Me?

[ a beat. ]

I don't know... Nobody's ever given me anything. Aside from him. [ the real reason they're giving Minato a present - they feel bad only receiving. ] I guess... flowers... I don't know...

[ for some reason, it embarrasses them to say it. ]

[cyclists]

Is that so? Then come, come, let us go and pick some.

[this is their ADVENTURE now. lune will head towards the garden]

Flowers have many meanings... I do not know if he is familiar with each of them, but perhaps it will be easier for you to convey your feelings that way.

[globs]

This again, [ they say, tone flat. ] Are you the one who told Xion?

[ somewhat begrudgingly, they follow after him. ]

I'd rather pick flowers he likes than do something so frivolous...

[cyclists]

Oh? Did she pass it on to you? That's correct.

[lune seems happy that apparently what they said is reaching further than what they expected...]

Then may I ask if you know which flowers he might like?

[globs]

... Don't know.

[ GOOD JOB CINNABAR ]

[cyclists]

Then we may begin with this - and you can ask if there are others he might prefer.

[it's not like lune thought so but like

lune might've thought so]

[globs]

Fine...

[ you're the one who asked him for help dude ]

Why do you know so much about flowers, anyway? I've never heard of them having special meanings or anything.

[cyclists]

It is a common hobby within high courts. Humans often find themselves drawn toward beauty, after all. Flowers, performance, and art are all subjects that I have come to know rather well.

[and so they're entering the garden]

And so - do you have any you are drawn to immediately?

[globs]

[ well, that's one thing gems and humans have in common. Cinnabar and the others all love flowers, too. But rather than saying as much, they just hum, looking around the garden quietly. ]

... Something blue.

[ that seems like Minato's color. ]

[cyclists]

Hmm... then to express your gratitude -

What of bluebells?

[globs]

Bluebells?

[ they're from like 10 million years in the future, they don't know all the modern plants... ]

[cyclists]

[cinnabar is doing their best

and lune will guide the two of them over to a section of the garden - gesturing to some bloomed bluebells]

They are blue, as you wished - and in the language of flowers, they are able to signify gratitude and kindness.

[globs]

[ Oh. They like these flowers. Their expression softens a little bit when they see them, and they start putting on their gloves. ]

... Those will do.

[cyclists]

[lune seems pleased with that, then turning to admire the other flowers]

Are there any that you personally prefer?

[globs]

[ they glance over their shoulder at him briefly, then back to the flowers, crouching down to start picking them. ]

Does it matter? I'm not getting flowers for myself.

[cyclists]

No, I suppose not.

[and then there's just a pause as lune will wander over closer to the more warm-hued flowers]

However, I am.

[globs]

... Why?

[ tone cautious. ]