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"I wear them because it amuses me. People's reactions are usually different. Like our dear roommate Isakiel. He immediately thought I was weird and wanted to avoid me. You, on the other hand, grew curious and confronted me." Casandra thought over the words before committing them to memory, so she could write them up later.

"So far, you're the only tolerable person in this house I've met so far." Oliver said, and Casandra grew slightly confused. Sure, she didn't do socialite well, but she did tolerate most people. Aside from the few people who she truly spent time out of her day to dislike, most others were tolerable.

"What is your favorite flower?" Oliver asked, and Casandra thought over for it for a second before answering. "Moonflower," she said quickly thinking it over just to be sure. Moonflowers were among her favorites after all, as they bloomed so very beautiful, and pure-looking with the white flowers.

"But most people like more generic things- Roses, Lilies, Blue Bells, sunflowers. Moonflowers are more mysterious and strange. Makes you think about them," she said, shrugging. "But you should plant Blue bells. If that was what were going to do. Or Roses or Lilies. Something simple," she looked over the garden once more. Something people could look at during the day- most people liked that best. She wouldn't be out of her room that often anyway, unless it was to ask a question or to eat, so unless it was especially pretty she wouldn't see it unless she was studying them. The others would be out more, so what they liked would matter more.