Scif smiles as she laughed again. "I love your laugh. Its soft, musical, and pure. You should laugh more often. It makes your eyes sparkle." he says softly. Looking at her. "Well that is a good thing. To not live your life happily is to not feel truly alive." he blows her a soft kiss. "I will show you that no matter how strict and rigid life can be...." he pauses. "....their is always time to relax and have fun."<br/><br/>He was halfway through entwining and weaving the flower wreath together. He spots a lily. It was going to be her centerpiece. He watches her smile. "It is where you asks questions. That way you can get to know one another." he says. "Alright. I will." he says. "What is your favorite flower?"