"... Long story short, just put it there, don't kill it. Maybe in the future, I and it are fatefully connected - it lives, I live; if I keep it alive, I can also keep myself alive a little longer, you know?"
"Oh, oh, oh, got it."
Wyatt Crawford carefully sets down the flower. "Looks like this is your boss's test for you. Don't worry, I won't touch it, as I don't know how to care for plants either."
"But speaking of which, why did your boss give you this? Hold on, let me snap a picture to identify what kind it is."
Wyatt says as he takes out his phone and starts snapping pictures.
Eve Sherman just feels he's being silly.
A plant, that's all; there's no need to assign it some deeper meaning.
She doesn't want to say more, so she heads to the kitchen to whip up something to eat.
"Got it! This is called a Bird of Paradise, a pretty common plant symbolizing freedom, togetherness... huh? Why did he give you this? So, it has such profound meaning?"
