His thoughts wanted to insist that it was still a very foolish mistake on his part, but Rhy’s words combatted them rather well. He couldn’t help but smile a little, face hidden slightly as he considered the other’s comment further. His arms drawing Rhy closer affectionately for a moment, “You make too much sense for me to deny that, love... It’s a good point. I just wish I hadn’t caused you such pain before I realized. It was... an unfortunate mm... miscommunication.” 

He drew back a moment later at the question, eyes brightening with curiosity. “You don’t have to, but... I would like that a lot.” He would cherish it, more like. Probably press the blooms to preserve them. Like others he had collected, but certainly more important than they ever had been. “It would be a nice way to share from both our worlds, I would like to know what the flowers mean in Arnes.”