[ Dion may be worried about his heart being heard, but Joshua worries about his own being felt. There's a clear flutter there, making his pulse pound firmly in a beat that is so strong it may very well give him away. But he won't remove his hand from Dion's for the world. His hand is warm in Joshua's own, and he would have it no other way.

If Dion wants to lead him to the door, though, he will certainly allow it. There will be time for him to lead once they get outside. ]

Fitting indeed. I really must thank you for your incredibly kind gift. What has garnered your interest in flowers suddenly?

[ It's said kindly, curiously. Dion doesn't seem the type for gardening, but the prospect of Dion doing this solely for him makes his head spin in a decidedly wonderful way. Or is it medicinal use, perhaps? He recalls hearing something about the flowers having mild healing properties when used on a wound. ]