After that exchange, she left the young light spirit to his own devices. Despite his best attempts, he couldn't keep his eyes from wandering back to his favorite flower, the green zinnia that goes by Zinnia as she was the last of her kind. She embodies everything that makes up the nature of her kind. She has the most resplendent green visage, unlike anything seen in those that came before her. Complimenting her unmatched beauty, she is unafraid to keep her wilted petals on full display.
Everything about her calls out to the young light spirit. She can do what he cannot. She makes him enjoy the things in life he previously thought he couldn't. When there is nothing but despair and darkness overshadowing his light, she unknowingly takes the role he feels he should be taking. When he feels that there is no garden to call his home, her mere appearance changes the entire meaning of home. Even without meeting his gaze, she converses with his heart and soul, something another flower has never managed to do.