["The worst", "ridiculous", not the first time he's heard these and it won't be the last. Should he cool it some? Maybe. Will he? He might think about it if Waver actually meant it.]

Yes, that. It really is the strangest thing. [A pause as he considered what else came from the weird Goodwill.] Ah, well perhaps not too strange. Ever since late last month, I've been able to conjure flowers such as this. I am only able to make so many at one time, but they're always healthy as though being picked from a carefully cultivated garden suited just for them.

[Demonstrating as much, he held a hand up and from it did a white rose bud from it. The stem was short, not quite reaching thorns yet.

And what else would he do with it besides hold it out for Waver to take.]