Well yeah, but what if you walked around with a crown of little white n' pink flowers? Then yer hair smells nice, too.

[Reaching into his pocket, he retrieved his pocket knife and flicked out the blade, shifting the position of his legs to sit in the grass proper. Snagging up the first two stems, he got to work cutting slits beneath the blossoms themselves, then weaving them through one another. The way he picked up others, made the cut and weaved without concentrating too deeply seemed like he wasn't exactly new with arts and crafts.]

You new to Saeng Seong?

[He only peeked up from his work once, but was then back to it, never once crushing delicate stems.]