Lovely Plants

Deacon walked into the conservatory and smelled the air, he sighed happily at the smell of flowers and greenery. He walked through the plant-filled building until he came to a bench. He sat down on the bench, and smelled the air again. He laid back on the bench and cooked his eyes, thinking about all that happened that day.

"Well, it's not every day that the conservatory gets visitors," a voice said from a short distance away. It was Brendan standing next to a small potted plant that was growing at a very healthy rate. It was the one that Irene had given him his first day here, and he was doing just as she said: he was taking good care of it. He had just given the small plant a generous amount of water so there was a small trickle dripping to the floor, but otherwise, the conservatory was rather quiet. "I'm Brendan. And you are..?"

Deacon jumped when Brenden started talking "I'm Deacon, that's a vey nice plant you have there" he said after Brenden was done

As soon as Deacon had mentioned something about the plant that Brendan was standing next to, he inadvertently took a step away from it before giving him a smile. "Yeah, it's pretty interesting. I'm looking after it for Irene. Whenever she doesn't have time to be in here, I guess I kind of look after the place. It's actually kind of strange to see someone else in here," He said before blinking. "Not that having visitors is a bad thing."