The voice at the door startled her and Daff visibly jumped. She must have forgotten to close the curtain next to the till that led to the greenhouse. Typically customers didn't come back here without supervision, but as she was here and it was just Fortitude, Daff supposed it wasn't a big deal. She hadn't seen anyone in the Greengrass family since their wedding, except for the seamstress cousin to had cleaned up and changed her wedding gown color, so this was a bit of a surprise. Of course Fortitude didn't know her own wedding had closed and locked a door between them in every respect.

Passing him a wry smile, she chuckled. "Ah, of sorts." Daff brushed her hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. She wasn't sure she should tell him what it was for, considering she had put it together partly on his behalf? It all seemed a little too personal to share, given that Fortitude also didn't know they were more connected than he could imagine. "Was there something I could do for you?" Daff briefly worried that he might be here about their wedding flowers, but she and Noble had settled that easily enough.

"How is Mrs. Greengrass?" The concept of that title felt foreign on her tongue; had always thought that would be her future, and while she did sport the Mrs. part now, it most certainly wasn't followed by Greengrass. It was odd to her, when these sorts of thoughts struck her, that it wasn't nearly as painful as it used to be. It just came in a short wave of nostalgia, before she was able to refocus. Idly she toyed with her wedding band, spinning the ring as a comfort mechanism, thinking about how she as going to tell Elias all about this bouquet later tonight over dinner.