Pet-Ament leaned against the wall corner. Listening to her speak. "I will pray for it as well. I'm sure the gods will not pair you with anyone you would not mesh well with. When the gods decide on matches it is for the best of everyone that they occur." He says with a knowing voice. He closed his eyes. "I remember my sister loved gardening. She had quite the green thumb. She could make even a withering flower blossom full of life." He spoke softly as he soon opened his eyes up. He listened as she explained her garden. "This sounds like it will be the garden of all gardens." He said with a smile. "Gardens are something I enjoy because they bear a sense of peace and relaxation." He admitted. He looked at her. "I'm sure she will help you make your garden the most famous of all time." He looked at the fading sunlight. "We should go get some rest." He said softly.