The leaves retreated, but not before one brushed through Rosen's hair, leaving it sparkling with some kind of plant residue, "They like you." she giggled.  "Guests are nice.  We don't get them that often, but they're always, always welcome."<br/><br/>She waved a hand, a pair of wings sprouting from Rosen's back, looking like a they were made from fall leaves, "That should help you get around better while you're here.  My magic doesn't extend beyond the garden.  Come, take a look around."<br/><br/>The garden was filled with massive flowers, some as big as a small house, "Are you enjoying your visit?  It really is an honor to be called by Velia."