[ Reign himself was more or less calm now, less wallowing in his sadness, if only for Diva's sake. He leaned over to have a closer look at the image she pointed at, nodding with a hum. ]

I think we've something like this before, more white than blue, in the South. Well, in my old world. But I'm sure there are some here. All right, I can make a perfume out of these blue roses. Hopefully it wouldn't be too hard to find.

[ Perhaps there would be some in Wyver, which had more floras than Olympia. ]