"..hm?o-oh..its a rose..."
Cress: Oh...it's very pretty...
"T-thank you"
Cress: Is it...yours?
"y-yeah.."
Cress: Did someone...give it to you? I've been told that's a thing that occurs between people sometimes as a sign of romance...
"I actually plant flowers.."
Cress: ...Oh...I see-you grew that...but then why remove it from it's home? Do not plants die when moved...?
"...It needed to be transported into afterlife"
Cress: ...I do not understand.
She tilts her head, looking at Rein with slightly furrowed brows
