[se] swept by the wind

Cordelia

Admittedly Cordelia was hesitant to put down deeper roots than she already had. While she could see herself and Noah here, the Attuned knew that the Sentinel desired to return back to Halo more than anything, having spoken with him about it recently. While she imagined that Noah would be willing to settle wherever she was happy, Cordelia wanted him to be happy too. His heart was in Halo. It was where he longed to be and she wanted to be there with him. Still, the idea of keeping a home outside of the snowy landscape was appealing. Perhaps it would be something to discuss with him.

Deimos thankfully didn't press and Cordelia was silently grateful. There was still too much to consider and she didn't think she could explain her thoughts on the topic well enough to be clear. There is plenty to distract them in the form of his companion and the flowers. Soon that particular train of thought is gone and her anxiousness that plagued the bond for a span of time with it.

"They typically grow on things. Trees, trellises, walls... Given that we don't really have that to plant them again, putting them by the cabin would be best so it can grow properly." Cordelia explained, shifting towards where she thought would be best, "Maybe about here."

Say something, something like you love me
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place