[ He is only slightly taken aback by the flower in his hair, but his lips fall into a warm smile as he touches it carefully, keeping it in place so it doesn't fall out when he moves. Inigo's gentleness continues to surprise him.

'She loved me, huh?' Roland turns away somewhat, only to busy his hands with more flowers on the bushes, studying them, then eventually plucking some into his palm. ]

Hm. Yeah, I guess you're right. And I loved her too, even if I wasn't very good at showing it. [ He takes his time picking at the flowers. ] Heh. Inigo, my best...probably could use a bit more work. I can tell you that much. But, thank you.

[ He eventually stops and collects the flowers with two hands now. He faces the young man next to him, holding them out. ] Teach me? [ Another smile. ]