It was a pleasant day. The sun was high and bright, the wind was a gentle breeze and the flowers around him were vibrant. In other words, it was the perfect time and place for Lyon to take a walk. At least until he tripped on a stray pebble while watching the clouds and collapsed on the hard earth.

"Argh..."

He pulled himself up into a crouching position only for his knee to flare in pain. He hissed and rolled up his robes to see several thin cuts running across it, small pools of blood seeping from each.

"Hmm..."

He blew cool air over his wound before standing up. His knee stung again, but he could just ask one of Askr's healers to mend it. It was a small injury after all, surely it wouldn't be too much trouble...

He tapped his leg against the ground and looked around, almost falling a second time when his eyes locked onto another's.

"Ah!" He took a breath to compose himself. "Ah, h - hello," he cast his mind back. "I...I've seen you before, but..." he thought again. "Forgive me, but I can't recall your name."

The woman kneeling by one of the flower patches studied him for a moment from under her hood before replying. "...my name is Idunn."

"It's nice to meet you, Idunn. My name is Lyon." He smiled.

"I know."

"...oh." A pause. "May I ask what you're doing here?"

"...watering flowers."

"Oh. Is this your patch?"

She nodded.

"They're very beautiful."

She nodded again.

"Yes..." he trailed off.

"..."

"..." he could feel her eyes boring into him as he looked at her flowers.

"..."

"I...I'll be going now."

"..."

"...right. Well, it was nice meeting you, Idunn."

"...you too."

He smiled. "Well...see you."

She nodded. He turned to leave, but only a few steps later he heard her monotone voice again. "...I hope you feel better. ...and soon."

"Oh!" He met her heterochromic eyes for the first time, and smiled again. "Thank you very much." He gave her a quick wave.

She didn't respond, and when he glanced back at her she was watering her flowers as though nothing had happened.