Genji gives a small laugh, his cheeks coloring red. He hands her one of his own flowers - something that starts out red and turns to a softer pink. They feel the same way about each other, and it's good to know that. He turns the fluctuating flower she gave him between his fingers.

"Perhaps I have simply dressed myself how I am on the inside." A flower cultivating dragon, apparently. "I have found a flower that seems to bloom more beautiful every day, however."

Two can play at this game, Angela.