"Yeah, I remember that. I still got mine too...idiot gave it to me while we were in the feywilds. All of us arguing about how to take care of the key that was there and he just turns to me and hands me this flower." Rolling his eyes with a fond sort of smile, Ashton reaches back to pull out a small book in his pocket. It opens perfectly to a pressed flower.

"I just sorta tossed it in the book and tossed the book in the hole...forgot about it for a while." At least until he didn't. "Bet he'll like it, your flowers. He's always doin' shit for everyone else."