Hector nodded with the hint of a smile, standing up and heading to the brush of the fores to retrieve something. He returned with a bouquet of wildflowers, neatly strung together by a band of grass. The bouquet was rather large, including almost every color imaginable, of pristine wildflowers that couldn’t have been picked too long ago, as they all still seemed alive. It was clear Hector had searched for these for hours, since each wildflower grew in a different spot in the forest. He shyly handed them to her, hoping she’d like them.