Marluxia shook his head. Lumi's dislike of plant life didn't extend so far as objecting to the money they could earn, but Marluxia still found his adamance about minimising the intrusion of flowers into his part of the house to be amusing.

"Cacti are far too prickly for you," he answered, with a smile that bordered on teasing, "but I still think some snow roses at your window would serve you well."

He still knew what the answer was going to be.