[ oh... cute! the spirit of love is not what he would call anything that occurred this morning on chipper, but it's so very nice to see yves as enthusiastic and warm as ever. taair has a totebag over one arm and a book tucked into the crook of it, and though he opens his mouth to say hello, he's taken off guard immediately by flowers! ]

Ahaha... good afternoon, my good fellow. [ cute... ] I'd be honored.

[ let him readjust, as he delicately takes the bouquet so none of the flowers get crushed. ] I'm not sure what's brighter - the spirit of love, or you basking in it.

[ in the spirit of it being furry week i am obligated to say he is currently sporting a pair of wings, and the feathers flutter when he takes the bouquet proper. ] Are you having fun?