[ Chris laughs, the sound a low rumble in his chest. ] Nothing to apologise for, Meredith. I asked for a reason.

Besides, I like those too. [ He stops the scooter not in front of the florist, but a small grocery store, then spares Meredith a backward glance to add, ] And I really like the smell of jasmine.

[ Then he gets off, making sure she's sorted with her cane before going in, clearly intending to head to where the flowers are sold. ]

Should I ask where the feelings for roses come from, or...?