Well, clearly they don't see what I see in you. Or you don't show them what's beneath that matra's mask of yours. But you asked for honesty, so that's what I'm giving you.

[ and cyno is, in fact, very sweet. at least to tighnari's eyes. he's been nothing but gentle and kind since the moment they entered this room together, asking honesty of tighnari, handling him so softly, wanting him to find his own pleasure. these are things that most of his patrons do not bother to do.

tighnari's ear flicks playfully against cyno's mouth, and he chuckles, brushing the pale hair from his eyes. ]

And my plants? I've just.. always loved them, ever since I was small. The only thing my parents were able to leave me was a book on botany, so I devoured it over and over again. I think they're beautiful.