Though, her worries alleviated when Kiku took her hand and smiled at her... like he was now. That certain feeling came back again full-force, and it took everything she had in her to not start crying. He had this effect on her, making her feel at ease, making her feel carefree and happy, making her want to cry from the amount of happiness. It made her feel spoiled. She smiled back at him, trying to channel those feelings instead into something a little less... tearful, and into something a little more cheerful.
"All my favorite flowers, hm?" Her expression turned slightly worried again. "What about you? Isn't there anything else do you want?"
She felt like she was deciding too many factors on her own, felt like she was being spoiled again. Kiku was the type of person who could keep to himself if he felt he should. What if there were other things he wanted? The worrisome nature of hers never seemed to be very far off, even when he could make it all go away. Sigh.