:We'd either get along well or hate each other immediately,: Need speculates dryly. Is this a goddess, she wonders, or at least a goddess as Need understands them. Either way she might or might not be the kind of entity who wants to take Need away somewhere. They're already past the lady's particular date though, so Need probably doesn't have to warn Nyara away from specific symbols in a hurry.

There's magic in the petals, but she hasn't really made a study of how that works here and can only speculate so far. :Well, she gave you a flower that called me, but I'm easy to call, so it might not mean much.:

She hesitates. Should she tell Miguel that she's lost sons and daughters too? It's not the same. Need's losses, even the most recent one, don't hurt her in anything like the same way even if she reminds herself as strongly as she can. It would be making this about herself, and sharing information that she can't take back without crossing a very serious line. Volatile as this young man is he might not even take it in the spirit it was intended.

:You should let me... let's call it hug you.: A wry tone colors her voice. :It's very dignified and you're not required to do anything, be at ease about that.: