Rose still held the biggest bouquet of buttercups. Giggling as he seemed irritated by handing a bouquet to an elderly woman. It was rather humorous. He found it funny. He seemed out of his element. Good. Then they were even...ish. He still had too many cards up his sleeve for his liking. He looked at him. "Why not? It isn't like you are going to have a naughty conversation. You asked for a simple talking." he points out sweetly. He watched him make the guards become mist. Whispering to the young kids and all but Ethan made themselves scarce.<span style="font-style: italic">Ethan just looked at the prince with a razor edged glare. "You aren't getting rid of me. I don't trust ya not to try somethin with Rose. Try and hurt Rose in some shape or form. I ain't going anywhere."</span>Rose pats Ethan's arm. "What he means is he is my best friend and he doesnt' wish harm to fall upon me." He looks at him. "Well...what do you wish to talk about?" Sniffing the flowers happily every so often.