[he'll find his own to press later, but since he has all of his supplies at hand he'd might as well get a sketch and some colour down while he has a chance. Just in case he doesn't manage to find a Mossley - they need to be attracted, after all...
a light hum as he sketches in little feathery strokes - though the flower takes shape under his pencil, coming to life with a little watercolour]
Mmm? I favour roses - my house used to grow them...
[but then there are some that have a bittersweet association; like the jasmine that used to grow in the gardens. Small shrubs, even smaller and more delicate flowers, and yet the scent would always carry up even to the rooftops, when he and Xanthe used to stargaze together.
Stroking his brush across one of the pans and applying a touch of detail to the petals tips-]
Freesias and lilies are lovely as well - lavender too - for scent...
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a light hum as he sketches in little feathery strokes - though the flower takes shape under his pencil, coming to life with a little watercolour]
Mmm? I favour roses - my house used to grow them...
[but then there are some that have a bittersweet association; like the jasmine that used to grow in the gardens. Small shrubs, even smaller and more delicate flowers, and yet the scent would always carry up even to the rooftops, when he and Xanthe used to stargaze together.
Stroking his brush across one of the pans and applying a touch of detail to the petals tips-]
Freesias and lilies are lovely as well - lavender too - for scent...