"I like your brother," says the Emperor to Esvetielle.

"Me too! Thank you for returning him." Hug!

Eee!! Hug!!

She considers him, then leans up and gently cups his face to kiss his cheek.

"Really. It - hurt, to not have him be somewhere in the world. Thank you."

Awww. He smiles down at her.

"You're welcome."

She smiles back, then steps out of the embrace. Zeothe might give her a weird look if he came back to her snuggling and making eyes at the Emperor. She'd rather not have to weather any weird look at all.

"Knowing my brother," she says, "once he's got his face under control he's going to want to go check things out immediately. Want to help me make an adventure bundle for him?"

Giggle. "Sure. What in the world is an adventure bundle."

"All of the things I expect my brother is going to want or need while going on whatever adventure he's on. He does this a lot, I have a system. Typical staples include money, various weapons of assorted sizes, a water canteen, portable food of some kind, rope, maybe a change of socks. Things someone that is running around in the middle of the night like a lunatic would like to have. ... Boots. He will need a sturdy pair of waterproof boots, he doesn't have his anymore."

Yeah he's smiling adoringly at her again.

(He really wants to be hugging her, but given that she very recently stopped hugging him, he probably shouldn't. She's so cute though! It is a dilemma.)

She smiles back, completely unaware of his dilemma. Poor Emperor.

"Also a coat of some kind. He'll make a face, but if he's going incognito he should not follow his usual fashion. Which is to say, it should not be black. It should be warm and waterproof, preferably with lots of pockets because the man despises carrying bags. For some reason. Even little practical ones. Possibly just to annoy me."

"Hmm," says the Emperor. "So—"

A very large flower grows from the floor and disgorges a long coat. The coat appears to be wool, a medium-dark blue-grey reminiscent of stormclouds. It has two big exterior pockets, a few smaller ones, and even more on the inside. It is exactly Zeothe's size.

"Something like that?"

"That's perfect! Thank you." She grins. "I for one am excited to see my brother in a color. At least one."

He giggles. A smaller flower deposits a pair of boots on the floor next to the coat.

Smile."This is so convenient, thank you. Okay, other things. ... I think he'd rather describe the weaponry he wants himself, so unfortunately that can't go along with the adventure bundle. I don't expect he'll be sleeping in any strange places, so I don't have to worry about that, at least. Hm, is he likely to need to bribe anyone...? Probably, so he'll need money, and I'll need to make sure the coins don't jingle annoyingly -"

Her brother will be so well equipped.

The money is the only part of this whole ensemble not produced by floor-flower; instead he actually goes to a cabinet and retrieves a bag of coins.

He's so responsible about not casually causing rampant inflation every time he wants things!

Esvetielle is clearly having a lot of fun with this.

Zeothe returns while the ensemble is being assembled, and finds the whole thing rather funny. He produces opinions on weaponry (and is delighted with the results) and the chosen fashion choices (he makes a mild face at the colors, mostly for his sister's benefit) and otherwise leaves it to Esvetielle and Solekaran.

When this process is complete: "Well, I feel very well equipped, thank you both. Where's the exit?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Somewhere discreet in the neighborhood where I lived, if you know where that is."

The air opens up into a shimmering oval portal the size of a full-length mirror. "There you go. Getting back is a different question; it's technically possible to reach my rooms without my help but it's not what I'd call easy. We should probably arrange a meeting or something sensible like that."

"Yeah. Uh. Pick me up where you dropped me off, this time tomorrow?"

"No, Eselle, I am not going to sleep outside."

"Thank you."

Giggle. "Sure."