He makes a quiet, appreciative noise at the plants, giving the two smiley-face pots an extra gentle pet on their leaves. He names a handful of the other ones quietly, mostly as practice for himself, muttering their names in several languages, quiet enough that an average person would have trouble hearing.
"Does Hakkai like plants? Would a plant be a good wedding present?"
"Well, don't spend everything on us," Jedao murmurs. "You..." his voice chokes, very slightly, just for a moment. "You gave me such a good gift already, when you took care of me," he murmurs. Then picks out one sturdy, branching stem.
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"Does Hakkai like plants? Would a plant be a good wedding present?"
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He pulls the onion pot closer to the edge of the desk so they can examine it. "Which branch would be best, do you think?"
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He draws himself back to the moment, looking at the onion. "A strong side shoot with no flowers."
Said like someone quoting instructions from a book.
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"How about this one?"