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[heorte]

The book is tipped towards Mhavos. The cover is so worn the name is illegible; the motion is just habit.

"Wysteria's Satinalia gift to me," he explains. "It's about floriculture."

So not the most gripping reading material, but.

"I used to have some interest in plants, when I was younger."

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Mhavos' eyes drift closed, but open again immediately, a warm smile beneath them. "Their upkeep, or symbolism? I remember some fuss about the language of flowers, last I was in Riftwatch."

[heorte]

"Upkeep, so far. But there are testimonials, you might be interested in those."

The expression on Mhavos' face is encouraging, more at ease than he had been when Ellis had sat down.

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"I would be," Mhavos agrees, comfort growing. "Save the pages for me when you're done?"

[heorte]

"I could read them aloud for you now, if you want."

They aren't hard to find, marked out in the table of contents as highlights within the chapter. It's not the sort of book where it matters if it's read out of order.

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Mhavos considers that, before slowly closing his book. "I'd like that very much."

gently places a bow on this thread y/y?

[heorte]

A small smile, Ellis nodding in return as he nods, opening the book at his knee.

"Alright."

And softly, as bidden, he begins to read.