Stellamaris scoffed as a bundle of flowers were shoved into his hands. He definitely didn't appreciate it when someone shoved something at him, even if the flowers were rather nice. He looked down at them, examining them and taking note of the colors and patterns of the bouquet. Blue Roses of some sort, a bundle of classic purple Irises, some Pink Dahlias, and some orchids. He looked towards the faun who had given it to him, tilting his head slightly, almost disgusted. What was this behavior?...