[SE] the portals of the night

"Mm, I have heard as much. I think I have been quite lucky in that respect," Amhran admits freely. He's learned enough about the region and has understood his own upbringing enough to appreciate the privilege of even such things as warmth and safety - and even then, he'd had a few lessons of his own to learn in that regard. "Halo might have been a harsh teacher otherwise, especially since I was born in a greenhouse." Not as grand as this, but to this day he adores Evie's little greenhouse and its quiet sanctity. "Oh, I'm sure you would have ended up with something that would please Safrin either way," he says, smiling and tugging off his gardening gloves now that they are finished. "I do want to press the petals, but I think I will need some paper towel and a heavy book, so it might have to wait until I'm home." There is a shortage of at least one of those things here, he imagines. "Will the planted lilies do for now?" amhran amhran