As far as Ken knew, Momo was just a normal girl. Sure, a touch strange--but so many things here were strange. He was content to just have a bit of normalcy after the awkwardness and outright bizarre happenings last night.

"Isn't it only flattery if it isn't true or exaggerated?" Ken replied lightly. "I'm doing nothing of the sort."

"They might be growing them in the greenhouse. I didn't see them the last time we were allowed in there, but they're easily cultivated and rather popular." He might even be able to find one in town. "There's always making flowers out of paper. They never wither that way, either."