You mentioned it when we first spoke, I remember. [It had been at that exact moment that the all too familiar fear of being recognized for what he was began to seep in. Even if it never panned out and Frey had no intention of going through with or interrogating him, it still sat there in his stomach, waiting to rise up with the smallest hint of danger.]

I'm still wondering how she managed to obtain it. That flower is supposed to be so rare some are starting to think it's extinct.