"Flowers?" He looks down at them, recalling the field of Elpis flowers they had made together. These ones don't hold a candle to those brilliant hues of hope, but they're beautiful all the same.

He considers what Emet-Selch is suggesting. He knows by now that getting his powers back will be tied to joining a faction, but he still hasn't decided which to join. Zenith calls to him a little more, but he would discuss it with Emet-Selch first. He can't very well conjure flowers like this.

"Perhaps when I can create once more, it will be useful to keep in mind."