[ where mia says you, there's only one person in august's mind as he replies: ]

Roses. [ the rose bushes at home predate his existence, but he remembers sok leng enjoying them. the way he can always pluck one straight from the garden — he cuts off the thorns — and give it to the woman that holds his heart in her hand. ] The vibrant red kind that represents love and passion — they have to be the star of the show.

[ in the back of his mind, august takes a mental note to look for pottery, rose seeds, and good soil in this world. perhaps he can grow some here as well. it would bring some more life in his new apartment despite already having some plants... how could he forget about roses in the first place?

Shameful, August. You're forgetting things. he thinks to himself. ]

How much will you charge for all three?