Jamie leans against the side of the well while Michael examines the flowers.
"They are new," he agrees. He doesn't take credit for them; he's been hiding himself from humans for so long that showing his hand here feels like a bad idea. Just because he's run into other different people in no way makes him safe.
"They're paperwhites. Part of the narcissus family, like daffodils."
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"They are new," he agrees. He doesn't take credit for them; he's been hiding himself from humans for so long that showing his hand here feels like a bad idea. Just because he's run into other different people in no way makes him safe.
"They're paperwhites. Part of the narcissus family, like daffodils."