Bitterroot Valley all you need is love

Her talk with Lanawyn had helped, if only a little bit, so when Lennon sauntered up to her, flowers in his mouth, the sting from earlier had largely faded. She quirked an eyebrow upwards at his appearance, but otherwise said nothing, giving him a gracious smile as he set down the plants at her feet and spoke a few words.

Was this her consolation prize? Had he seen her upset, and gathered the pretty wild things in order to make her feel less like shit? She didn't know whether to be offended or mollified, and landed somewhere between the two emotions, settling into it with an internal, inaudible sigh.

"Thank you, Lennon," Lily said softly, her voice ringing with the honeyed tones of a girl hiding the pain. She looked down, gazing at the flowers with soft sunset eyes. "They're beautiful. Where did you get them?"