[ There's a flash of memory - John kneeling beside the flowerbeds in the front yard, and then it's gone. He keeps his gaze on the flowers in front of him, then back to Sylvain with a raised eyebrow, half teasing: ]

Sounds like you're free to give them new names. [ Who can contradict him?

Kahlil steps toward the blooms Sylvain points to, immediate recognizing the centerpiece of the ceremony. He kneels down next to the bed, reaching out almost tentatively to gently touch the bright petals. All things in Horizon feel real, to an extent, and this is no exception. The velvet soft petals are hardier than they appear, but after that light touch he pulls his hand back again. ]

It looks exactly like I remember. [ Nodding at Sylvain. He has a good memory. ] I would've liked to know more about about it. The bloom I took back to Thorne hasn't seemed to change at all.

[ He expected the petals to dry out and wither over time. ]