﹑ A Bouquet of Bloodied Flowers / Kavetham Angst
"What is this?" "Flowers, as you can see," answered Alhaitham calmly." "Yes, I know they're flowers, Mr. Grand Scribe. Red paintbrush flowers, to be exact. My question is what are you doing with them here?" He shrugged. "I just think our living room needs some decorations." Kaveh groaned. "But...they really don't fit...