"So this is my tree… it's short, but it lasted longer than the others I planted." Finn grinned, casting Nina a knowing, slightly proud smile. "It's nurtured for survival... and it survived."
Nina chuckled, squeezing his hand gently. "It's cute."
"Is it?"
"Mhm." This time, Nina gazed at the tree with a smile.
Just moments ago, she had been roaming the greenhouse with a heavy heart, longing for him. Even with Cassandra, she had felt tense. But with Finn around, even though this was the second time she was walking around and being shown the same place, the feeling was different.
It felt like an entirely new experience.
"I like it," she said, glancing back at him.
Finn flashed her a subtle smile before looking back at the tree. "I don't like it, to be honest."
"Because it's short?"
