[He doesn't notice right away, but the row of tulips he's snatching up ends right at Ai's feet. Spotting her, he rises to his feet. He's gathered quite a collection of flora, basically anything white or colorful that managed to catch his eye, including everything from dandelions to prize-winning irises.

Usually, he greets her with a nod but today he bows. She has existed for many, many years so the bow she gets is not shallow. When he straightens, he gathers everything he's picked by their stems---it takes both hands to hold it all---and offers it all to her.]