[He tilts his head, settling back into the couch and crossing his legs. Teasing him is all well and good, but poor Spike looks frustrated. For real.]
Really? Was that what you were trying to do?
[He chuckles, lifting a hand to inspect the blooms across Spike's arms. They're so soft, frail looking, enough to make him worried he could bruise them.]
They may not be roses, but they're lovely all the same.
What were you trying to grow them for? Trying to woo someone?
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Date: 2023-02-23 07:58 am (UTC)Really? Was that what you were trying to do?
[He chuckles, lifting a hand to inspect the blooms across Spike's arms. They're so soft, frail looking, enough to make him worried he could bruise them.]
They may not be roses, but they're lovely all the same.
What were you trying to grow them for? Trying to woo someone?