Mm, you think? They were very nice, really, other than the flowers.

[ They're promising to keep her friends - their friends - safe, and she breathes out, soft. She wishes she could go and see him, right now, this instant, but she's sure that she has to tuck herself together and make sure that she reigns herself in. She knows that Cloud is Cloud and she can't overwhelm him. ]

Is there a flower shop? Maybe we could go there and see what they have.

[ It won't be the same as the ones in the church, of course, but that's not the most important thing. He's the most important thing - Cloud. Always Cloud. ]

I could put some in your hair!