[That flower That flower in that pot. There is absolutely no mistaking the green petals of a Lothal daisy - not for someone who saw them almost every single day for a good eight years of his life. Ezra stares at it with surprise etched clear across his face, then no small amount of budding delight that he does a poor job at trying to suppress.
Even poorer, because he can't resist picking the whole thing up, the little piece of home already responding to his presence with the flowers blooming a little bit wider. Qui-Gon, it's only going to be another minute before there's a breathless padawan seeking you out.
Yeah, he's pretty sure he knows who he can thank for a new plant in the house.]
[In person]
Even poorer, because he can't resist picking the whole thing up, the little piece of home already responding to his presence with the flowers blooming a little bit wider. Qui-Gon, it's only going to be another minute before there's a breathless padawan seeking you out.
Yeah, he's pretty sure he knows who he can thank for a new plant in the house.]
Master Jinn, where did you get this?