"Yes please." She never says no to food, and those pastries look delicious. She listens to his story carefully, he was a noble of a house mostly full of dead people, a house that was responsible for flowers. Probably why they were all dead, flowers weren't very useful. Unless they could be used in medicine or poisons.

"So you did be being nobles but you did also be being gardeners?"

That was an interesting combination. Most the nobles in her city just held parties and quietly hired assassins to murder each other.

They probably did other things as well, but they were less interesting.