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[heartofgraces]

[The video feed turns on to flowers. Flowers in boquets. Flowers in vases. some flowers clearly set aside for other purposes. Flowers on tribbles. Flower crowns and leis on a swizard who looks way too pleased with herself. Asbel's suite is full of them, or at least the view from his console, and he looks...well, significantly less frazzled than he had in getting them home, but that's not saying much.]

...So I don't suppose, in the middle of all this, anyone needs some flowers? Flower crowns, boquets, home decoration...anything like that.

[He coughs, faintly, before moving on.]

Actually, on that note, does anyone have any suggestions for what to do with these...? I have way more than I need for seeds or flower tea.

[He pauses and watches a tribble just sit amongst the flowers and coo, and sighs heavily before ending the video.]

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[ihope]

[Worry not, Asbel. It's a common way of feeling when dealing with Lex Luthor- lucky he's in the dark as much as Asbel is, otherwise the information would just keep streaming out of his mouth, and all would be expected to go precisely as dictated.]

[He purses his lips together slightly instead, lets his gaze wander to the right corner of the screen as he tries to recall and only draws up blanks. In the end, he just shakes his head. Brings his left hand up to rest his chin against it, a very deliberate gesture.

She didn't say.

[Or rather, he never asked. A pause. Portrait of a heartbroken young man over with, he somewhat straightens up again.]

It's nice to meet you as well, Asbel, but please call me Lex.