[ Nicholas glances over his shoulder for a split second only to do it once more to give the woman addressing him a little more of his attention. Yeah, she's definitely an outsider too, but from what he understand unless you're decidedly not human you probably are. And she looks fairly human at first glance.

(But hey, he of all people should know better than to judge a book by it's cover. You never know what horrors lurk beneath the service.)

Still, he's got a point, he thinks. And despite himself, he does find he hesitates a bit as he holds the petal, like damaging it is somehow a greater crime than all he's committed before then. This kind of thing isn't a hot commodity here, he has to remind himself. ]

Just look at it.

[ Rather than take the petal, Nicholas ops for one of the leaves and plucks it clean off the stem. ]

A kid could take this apart without even thinking about it. How's something like this supposed to make it?