Makoda shivered slightly at his touch, but her preoccupation with the rose caused her to not notice. She shook her head. "I do not know. I came back from the Over Worlds and it was like this." She studied him a moment, finally convinced enough that he wasn't upset,  she relaxed. She dropped her gaze to the rose and idly watched his hand holding hers. "I have not had a chance to try to figure it out, on the heels of discovering it so, you knocked on the door." Her light tone indicated she wasnt uoset with him knocking, but she was curious herself how this came to be and was practically itching to find out. Or maybe the itchy feeling was coming from his hand holding hers. But it didn't itch. Blast it she was getting distracted over the oddest things.